THE FUTURE IS SCARY

When I open the door in the morning,
I can see the bailiff:
with the payment of my rents
things are fine.
I can pack a little first,
departure becomes easier,
I can push everything aside,
the future is not visible.

When I open a letter during the day,
it reads dryly:
Zero marks, my friend,
you will get a lot of compensation.
I can still cut the bread in half,
still burning it,
it worries me a bit,
the future will be easier.

I don't know what I'm doing
I don't know where I'm going anymore
when misfortune everywhere
comes with a bang.
No matter which way I go,
south or north,
towards adversity,
the path of misfortune leads.

When I wait for you in the evening,
wait all night I can too,
when I try on the phone,
the tape just fits there.
I can wait a little longer,
I hardly lose anything
i can lose everything
still I lose a little.

I don't know what I'm doing
I don't know where I'm going anymore
when misfortune everywhere
comes with a bang.
No matter which way I go,
south or north,
towards adversity,
the path of misfortune leads.

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