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You can beg, you can kneel, you can keep on crying,
nobody cares, you're on your own with everything.
All your problems flash before your eyes in an instant,
but everyone walks their own thorny path.
(4×)

You're drowning in debt, no improvement in sight,
twelve hours straight at work, poor citizens,
no time for their kids, they have to work, sleep, get up in the morning,
take overtime again and again just to scrape by.
You've been through so much that nothing surprises you anymore,
an unexpected notice of dismissal at work,
work drives you to admit you're shitting yourself when you find out about the welfare wage,
that you're supposed to pay your bills with.
All that's left is tears, there's not even small change left,
just another beggar left who didn't get far,
and still, every next morning an obedient sheep joins the herd,
some for grub, some for meth,
they'll even let the skin be stripped off them.
A pile of phases, how dreams fade, somewhere far away the trees of wishes keep being cut down,
even when you fight back, even when you think you're catching up,
a twist can come, and how do you get up then, feeling there's nothing worth standing for.
It was OK, now on pills in a white gown, way at the back,
slowly getting weaker, slowly reaching for what seems right at that moment,
drugs and booze for stolen stuff, family pushed aside, he's frightening,
he's not that guy anymore, he's sadly given up,
it was really too much, they found him on a tree last night,
on paper he wrote his last essay, and at the end, that he did what he could.

You can beg, you can kneel, you can keep on crying,
nobody cares, you're on your own with everything.
All your problems flash before your eyes in an instant,
but everyone walks their own thorny path.
(2×)