Die Toten Hosen tier

Run, run, run - back and forth again and again. Silent and full of impatience, which will burn forever. Like an animal in a cage forward and back,
full of hatred and contempt,
for yourself and this world.
Through the bars you can see all the fat winners,
how they constantly make stupid jokes and passing by, laughing.
With his hands on the bars,
like a spider on its web.
A coward throws a big stone,
which tears into the wall.
In the wild it would be easy,
one jump and everything would be clear.
But the desire for revenge remains unfulfilled
and you take it with you to the grave.
Nobody blocks them Open the bars,
They're stuck in your head.
The keys no longer fit
on the old lock.
And outside the cage you can see the winners,
how they stare around bored and pass by