I am goddamn disturbed, something is wrong in this world
I only need pen and paper to write down my thoughts
And Justus, who is playing these chords
To show you, that there are too many frauds
That there are too many frauds
But I won't let them go on
So I raise up my hands
And I raise up my voice
Everybody's own choice
You need a kick in your ass to get out of this mess
The trouble is surrounding us
Selfish people take control
They have too much force
There are just too many frauds
There are just too many frauds
But I won't let them go on
So I raise up my hands
And I raise up my voice
Everybody's own choice
Raise up your hands
Raise up your voice
Raise up your hands
Raise up your voice
Raise up your hands
Raise up your voice
Raise up your hands
Raise up your voice
Everybody's own choice
I am goddamn disturbed, something is wrong in this world
In This World
In This World
In This World