Steppenwolf Songtext
von Cleef

The gutters of street
Ripping throught the night
You sit on the stairs
Lit a cigarette with a slimy mind

Years come and go
And you standing there
Looking old pictures
To remind you once you were a man

No you are nothing

Everything you have known and loved
It is six feet under
You sold yourself for hedonism
So ahead of your mind
That you became your own void


Feelings torn with brutal strenght
The headache you feel nowadays
It is the result of your greed
On find cure on your ways
And based on your distrust

Why do you live like this?
Ooohhh
Why do you live like this?
Oooohh

I sold my soul to the devil
To taste the victory
I am the enemy within

I′m moving back to the hillside
Before my bills are paid
'Cause I have lost my will to live

′Cause I have lost my will to live