Song Lyrics

My life is a dead end street
There's no cause for turning back
I am out of luck all over again
Born to lose tatooed on my neck

I don't care what you're thinking of me
'Cause I know we will rot in hell
Don't ask me, "How are you doing today?"
'Cause the answer will be not well

Ain't got no girl or have many friends
Lost my money at a gambling place
Drinking too much, every day's the same
I cannot look into my ugly face

I don't care what you're thinking of me
'Cause I know we will rot in hell
Don't ask me, "How are you doing today?"
'Cause the answer will be not well

I'd rather be dead, let's go to hell
It's not hard to understand, plain to see
I am the loser in the end

There's no way to escape from all this
Bad luck is waiting and no place to hide
I'm a burnout on a rainy day
Somebody there who wants to kill me tonight

I don't care what you say about me
My life's for sale, I'm gonna burn in hell
And if tomorrow doesn't come anymore
For me it would be just as well

I'd rather be dead, let's go to hell
It's not hard to understand, plain to see
I am the loser in the end

Florian Kueper, Marc Ader, Tobias Falarz, Uwe Claes

The duration of Rather Be Dead is 3:40 minutes and seconds.