[Drums] [Intro, downtempo, half speed] [Spoken, a gentle male voice, slowly and clearly] "Neonträume flackern – schtill und fremd, die Nacht trägt Seide, doch ihr Herz ist kalt. Gassenlicht flüstert von Glanz und Spiel, von Sehnsucht, die sich selbst verzehrt. Ein Schleier aus Rauch, ein Atem aus Lust, Verführung lächelt mit gesenktem Blick. Takte pochen, Körper ziehen vorbei – ein Tanz aus Hoffnung, Zwang und Pflicht. Schatten reden süß, versprechen mehr, doch jedes Lächeln ist nur geliehen. Unter dem Glanz liegt Staub, unter dem Duft nur Müdigkeit. Und wenn das Neon flackert, und der letzte Blick verklärt, bleibt nichts als Illusion – und der Gedanke: ein scheiß Leben." [Break] [Pre-Chorus, female voice shout] Every look, the same old game, Every breath, another name. He buys her time, she sells her pain, And nothing ever feels the same. [Chorus, both voices sing] Smoke and neon, blur her sins, She’s dancing where the dark begins. No love tonight, just cash and skin, She whispers low... - “Scheiß Leben”... again. ("Scheiß Liebe...") [Instrumental] [Break] [Verse 1, female gothic voice] Smoke curls slow in a broken bar light, Her heels click ghosts through the dying night. Red lips fading, eyes like stone, She don’t belong, but she can’t go home. [Break] [Pre-Chorus, male voice] Every look, the same old game, Every breath, another name. He buys her time, she sells her pain, And nothing ever feels the same. [Upswing at twice the speed] [Chorus, both voices sing] Smoke and neon, blur her sins, She’s dancing where the dark begins. No love tonight, just cash and skin, She whispers low... - “Scheiß Leben”... again. ("Scheiß Liebe...") [Instrumental] [Break] [Verse 2, male voice] The room is small, the air is tight, She moves like clockwork through the fight. His hands are rough, his words are cheap, Her soul’s awake, but her heart’s asleep. [Break] [Pre-Chorus, female gothic voice] Every night, the same old show, She dreams of rain but finds no snow. He thinks he wins, but she just fades, Behind her eyes, the fire decays. [Chorus, both voices sing] Smoke and neon, blur her sins, She’s dancing where the dark begins. No love tonight, just cash and skin, She whispers low, ... - “Scheiß Leben”... again. ("Scheiß Liebe...“) [Bridge – Spoken] One more drag, one more lie, The city hums, she won’t cry. Another bill beneath the glass, Another dream that will not last. [Final Chorus, both voices sing with intensity] Smoke and neon, she walks away, The night forgets, the dawn won’t stay. No love, no prayer, no saving hymn— Just smoke... and neon... closing in. - (“Scheiß Leben...” "Scheiß Liebe...“)
