Born To Die In Berlin - Ver 2

G5 G5 Bb5 Eb5 G5 Intoxicated by the orchids abandoned in the garden Bb5 Eb5 G5 Demanding morphine curse my soul is burning Bb5 Stranded in the sweet wonderings Eb5 G5 Breathing the pale moon silver Bb5 Eb5 G5 Torn painted lips tasting the last drops of life G5 Bb5 Sometimes I feel like screaming G5 Sometimes I feel I just can't win Bb5 G5 Sometimes I feeling my soul is as restless as the wind Bb5 G5 Maybe I was born to die in Berlin G5 Bb5 I sprinkled cocaine on the floor Eb5 G5 When no one was watching Bb5 Eb5 G5 I closed my eyes and I let myself sleep Bb5 Creeps and dirty bastards Eb5 G5 Demons waiting by my bed Bb5 There's no choice or difference Eb5 G5 No one seems to notice G5 Bb5 Sometimes I feel like screaming G5 Sometimes I feel I just can't win Bb5 G5 Sometimes I feeling my soul is as restless as the wind Bb5 G5 Maybe I was born to die in Berlin G5 F5 G5 Küss mich jetzt Mädchen, es ist alles wahr F5 G5 Du kannst es lesen in der Morgenpost, OK F5 G5 Der Winter wird wieder kalt werden, Berliner wollen Amerika F5 G5 Von Menschen die sterben, unter den weißen Blüten G5 Bb5 Sometimes I feel like screaming G5 Sometimes I feel I just can't win Bb5 G5 Sometimes I feeling my soul is as restless as the wind Bb5 G5 Maybe I was born to die in Berlin Bb5 G5 Maybe I was born to die in Berlin G5