Testi Hole In My Head - Herbert Grönemeyer

Hole In My Head

You stalked all those years\nWaiting to pounce\nLike Mary, you’d comfort\nThen Judas, renounce\nSeeking some light of guidance\nI saw your dagger glint\nAnd boy did you kick\nWhen I hit the floor\nYour fake sympathy\nKicked my ears even more\nGrowing rich from my toil\nLike I worked in your shop\nThe good old days you used\nTo bind me like rope\nDragged me through traitor’s gate\nTalking of hope\nMy cards you revealed\nWhen I was winning the game\nYou shot me with arrows\nFrom nostalgias bow\nThe rules to this sick game\nOnly you seemed to know\nFrom 'high' all the time then\nTo stooping this low\nYou played at being my friend now confess\nHow you gagged with envy\nSwallowing my success\nYou laughed loud, I was finished\nWhen I laid down to rest\nMy weakness, your banquet\nHow your table’s been blessed\nI need all your hurt\nLike a hole in my head\nI gave you one thousand\nPercent of my trust\nAnd my most private feelings\nFor you, I would defrost\nI crowned you with light\nMaybe too hastily\nThere was never a problem\nWho took and who gave\nBut you killed off our friendship\nSo let it rot in its grave\nThe bed is so stony\nWhen innocence dies\nYou held your nose and\nThrough ambition you’d wade\nHow can you dig for gold\nWhen your spade’s not a spade?\nYou suffered in silence\nIn full combat stance\n'et tu brute' you stabbed\nMe when you saw your chance\nI need all of your hurt\nLike a hole in my head