Lirik
I'm not really here
Despite appearances
I just live for morning cigarettes
A momentary bliss
Cause Scotland's feeling cold
I feel a little old
I think the candles on my birthday cake
Next year might blow me over
I'm so tired
I'm uninspired
I've lost sight of anything in me
That I had once admired
I'm going gray
I'm a cliche
The kind of crisis that just might require
A change of scenery
I'll catch the next flight to Berlin
Start an indie band
I'll dye my hair, dress in black
And live for one night stands
I'm gonna find fame and fortune
If it kills me well that's just grand
I'll catch the next flight to Berlin
Start an indie band
I'll dye my hair, dress in black
And live for one night stands
I'm gonna find fame and fortune
If it kills me well that's just grand
Now the nights and days
All drift by in a haze
I wander through the brutal architecture
Pondering the grays
Cause no-one here's polite
And I think techno's shite
And I'm still working on those demos
That I never get quite right
My rent is due
My band are through
I'm trying yoga going vegan
Oh but what good does it do
And I'm still gray
Yet more cliches
I'm at the lowest of low ebbs but still
It comforts me to say
That I'm still out here in Berlin
Between indie bands
Full head of hair, all in black
And sometimes one night stands
I never found fame and fortune
But then maybe that's just grand
I'm still out here in Berlin
Between indie bands
Full head of hair, all in black
And sometimes one night stands
I never found fame and fortune
But then maybe that's just grand
I'm still out here in Berlin
Between indie bands
Full head of hair, all in black
And sometimes one night stands
I never found fame and fortune
But then maybe that's just grand
Yeh yeh yeh I'm still out here in Berlin
Between indie bands
Full head of hair, all in black
And sometimes one night stands
I never found fame and fortune
But then maybe that's just grand
Oh oh oh I'm still out here in Berlin...
Written by: Calum Ramsay Bolland
