"Born to Die in Berlin" by Ramones

Intoxicated by the orchids abandoned in the garden demanding
morphine
Curse my soul is burning stranded in the sweet wonderings
breathing the
Pale moon silver torn painted lips tasting the last drops of
life

Sometimes I feel like screaming sometimes I feel I just
can't win
Sometimes I feelin' my soul is as restless as the wind maybe
I was born to die in berlin

I sprinkled cocaine on the floor when no one was watching I
closed
My eyes and I let myself sleep creeps and dirty bastards,
demons waitin'
By my bed there's no choice or difference, no one seems to
notice

Sometimes I feel like screamin' sometimes I feel I just
can't win
Sometimes I feelin' my soul is as restless as the wind
Maybe I was born to die in berlin

(third verse in german)

Sometimes I feel like screamin' sometimes I feel I just
can't win
Sometimes I feelin' my soul is as restless as the wind

Maybe I was born to die in berlin maybe I was born to die in
berlin