Marie [English translation]

This is the story of Marie

17 years, black hair, pierced and tatooed

She doesn't have any friends but maybe dreams...

Her fahter's beating her black and blue

Running away from home, she's looking for some sense

Finding only shit, junkies are becoming her friends

She's sniffing coke, smoking crack

a shadow play on the bad side of the street

She's missing the insight

she hasn't done anything

Her slogan stays shrill:

"I'm living my life how I want it to live"

Fuck! What the hell are you doing?

Wake up, Marie!

You gotta wake up, Marie!

Marie's working on the street

not the slightest doubt...

Be a second full of doubt

and it can be over

Screams and crys silently only for her to hear

Promising herself: "I'm never gonna do that again"

Doesn't keep it long, just over again

The prick of a needle, just so short a pain

Has this been her last shot?

She's lying on the asphalt

has dreamed her life to be so good

I wish that she find's her happiness now

Marie, come back!

Fuck! You're going to make it!

You gotta wake up, Marie

You gotta finally wake up, Marie

She's still blinking

A last moment long

Nobody's hearing her scream like that

The image blurs - the lights are red

Clonsing the eyes - Marie is...

dead.

I'll keep thinking of you, Marie!

We'll keep thinking of you, Marie!

You gotta finally wake up, Marie

• Artist:Killerpilze
• Album:Ein bisschen Zeitgeist