Lyrics

2 PM on a Sunday It's the best day, they say Flat white, toast, shower, and black sneakers I jump in a taxi, it's playing 80's music Time has already stopped Destination: Ostbahnhof Destination: Ostbahnhof The wall reminds me it was real Once there was a West and an East I just to be just a tourist until I gave you more than this I see the line, I see the light, but inside it's always dark Line is always 2 or 3 hours long at least and I'm not even on the list So I put on my famous smile; "are you playing today?" they say It's been a while, I don't know why And I don't even bother - we belong forever Destination: Ostbahnhof Destination: Ostbahnhof I just want to dance alone They let me in with no sticker on my phone I know the deal, I know the score; No pictures inside Ostbahnhof First stop at the wardrobe You leave a tip, you start the stroll You raise your hands, you want to pray You are in the techno temple Electric power in the power plant I'm about to disconnect from who I am Tequila shots in my throat, orange and cinnamon Stairways to Heaven or Hell Step by step on the bells I climb my way to the top and I stop I take a deep breath, I lived it a thousand times It's always the same Are you ready?