Jesus On Extasy

Eins, ... zwei, ... drei, ... vier, ... f?nf, ... sechs, ... sieben, ... acht.
I'm sick to be afraid,
I'm sick to be scared
And today I'll kill myself,
Just to be newborn in this world
I don't need to heroes, they are dead and buried deep
And all I want from you, is my promise to keep
I am not what you think
Oh in this world,
There is so much to lose
I'm tried, I'm down on my knees
Just take my hand and we'll walk,
Through the door
I'm falling,