Born to Die in Berlin

[Verse 1]

Intoxicated by the orchids abandoned in the garden

Demanding morphine curse my soul is burning

Stranded in the sweet wonderings

Breathing the pale moon silver

Torn painted lips tasting the last drops of life

[Chorus]

Sometimes I feel like screaming

Sometimes I feel I just can't win

Sometimes I feeling my soul is as restless as the wind

Maybe I was born to die in Berlin

[Verse 2]

I sprinkled cocaine on the floor

When no one was watching

I closed my eyes and I let myself sleep

Creeps and dirty bastards

Demons waiting by my bed

There's no choice or difference

No one seems to notice

[Chorus]

Sometimes I feel like screaming

Sometimes I feel I just can't win

Sometimes I feeling my soul is as restless as the wind

Maybe I was born to die in Berlin

[Bridge (in German)]

Küss mich jetzt Mädchen, es ist alles wahr

Du kannst es lesen in der Morgenpost, OK

Der Winter wird wieder kalt werden, Berliner wollen Amerika

Von Menschen die sterben, Unter den weißen Blüten

[Chorus]

Sometimes I feel like screaming

Sometimes I feel I just can't win

Sometimes I feeling my soul is as restless as the wind

Maybe I was born to die in Berlin