The Ramones "Born To Die In Berlin" Songtext

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Born To Die In Berlin

Intoxicated by the orchids abandoned in the gardenDemanding morphine curse my soul is burningStranded in the sweet wonderingsBreathing the pale moon silverTorn painted lips tasting the last drops of life

Sometimes I feel like screamingSometimes I feel I just can’t winSometimes I feelin’ soul is as restless as the windMaybe I was born to die in Berlin

I sprinkled cocaine in the floorWhen no one was watchingI closed my eyes and I let myself sleepCreeps and dirty bastards,Demons walkin’ by my bedThere’s no choice or difference,No one seems to notice

Sometimes I feel like screamingSometimes I feel I just can’t winSometimes I feelin’ soul is as restless as the windMaybe I was born to die in Berlin

Sometimes I feel like screamingSometimes I feel I just can’t winSometimes I feelin’ soul is as restless as the wind

Maybe I was born to die in BerlinMaybe I was born to die in Berlin

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