A short moment

A short moment
Of tiresome pressure
Of doubts, of missing plaesure
You don't really know
What you've lost

This shame
You should know you're blamed
for what you became
Oh what a shame

A short moment
Of lasting decay
Of pain, of a dark day
You don't really know
What you've lost

This shame
You should know you're blamed
for what you became
Oh what a shame

© Jürgen Zernechel