Wolpertinger - Drangsal

I was born a shallow mold

I am young and I am old

I want to be like you

I am silver, I am gold

I do as I am told

Let me be like you!

Let me be like you!

But the thoughts in my head

Oh they won’t let me go

You’re prone to death just like I am, baby

Let me go!

But the thoughts in my head

Oh they won’t let me go

You’re prone to death just like I am, baby

Let me go!

But the thoughts in my head

Oh they won’t let me go

You’re prone to death just like I am, baby

Let me go!

But the thoughts in my head

Oh they won’t let me go

You’re prone to death just like I am, baby

Let me go!