F.A.K.B - I (prod. Scejay)Unreleased
Artist: F.A.K.B
Beat: Scejay
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F.A.K.B - I (prod. Scejay) Unreleased

Introduction in English:
A few years ago, one of my best friends almost died as a result of his alcohol addiction. One autumn day, almost exactly 20 years ago, I wanted to visit him in his small Berlin apartment, because I had not been able to reach him by phone for days and he did not respond to my mails. I was very worried about him. 
Since the door was open, I was able to get into his apartment, which was completely devastated and partly badly damaged. 
As I heard later, he had gone completely crazy after a repeated alcoholic excess. Neighbors had called the police, who then took him to the closed psychiatric ward. 
This low point in his life also meant a decisive turning point for him. Since that day, he has remained sober and has not touched a drop of alcohol. 
During one of our musical jam sessions this year, he asked me to write a song that would help him to better understand this time of self-destruction and to integrate it more into his life story. 
The result is this song "Naked".....  

Lyrics in English

Naked

Almost like broken glass
The curtain grayed and already wet

The door to the entrance bent

Under the brass knuckles completely naked

Your table is painted black with pitch
Your Fender paid with life

On the floor badly injured guitars

Under the scream of rage only naked

The walls you have smeared with the signs of war
In a drug rush you sensed diabolic forces in you

You pulled the plug on yourself 
Betrayed your loving side

Entered the Thanatos carpet
Succumbed to the temptation to kill

Set the lights to night
Have bequeathed yourself as a victim

The world disgust has grabbed you 
Under the hatred unprotected naked

The hinges of your cabinets are shattered
Your sink is rusting silently

From the sofa the wool pushes itself

The light bulb shimmers completely naked

Your umbrella is overstretched
Food scraps stick to the edge of your plate

In your folders like weeds papers
In the entrance the rats already are on lookout

You have put the cloak of darkness all around you
Got excited by the thrill of wanting to destroy

You pulled the plug on yourself 
Betrayed your loving side

Entered the Thanatos carpet
Succumbed to the temptation to kill

Set the lights to night
Have bequeathed yourself as a victim

The world disgust has grabbed you 
Under the hatred unprotected 
naked, naked, naked!


Deutscher Originaltext:

Nackt

Fast wie zerbrochenes Glas
Der Vorhang ergraut und schon nass

Die Türe zum Eingang verbogen

Unter dem Schlagring ganz nackt

Dein Tisch ist mit Pech schwarz bemalt
Deine Fender hat mit dem Leben bezahlt

Am Boden schwer verletzte Gitarren

Unter dem Wutschrei nur nackt

Die Wände hast Du mit den Zeichen des Krieges beschmiert
Im Drogenrausch diabolische Kräfte in Dir aufgespürt

Hast Dir den Stecker gezogen 
Deine liebende Seite betrogen

Den Thanatos-Teppich betreten
Bist der Verführung zu töten erlegen

Stelltest die Lichter auf Nacht
Hast Dich als Opfer vermacht

Der Weltekel hat Dich gepackt 
Unter dem Hass schutzlos nackt

Die Scharniere Deiner Schränke zerborsten
Deine Spüle ist stumm am verrosten

Aus dem Sofa drängt sich die Wolle

Die Glühbirne schimmert ganz nackt

Dein Regenschirm ist überspannt
Essensreste kleben am Tellerrand

In Deinen Ordnern wie Unkraut Papiere
Im Eingang stehen die Ratten schon Schmiere

Hast Dir den Mantel der Dunkelheit ganz umgelegt
Hast Dich am Kick des Zerstören wollens erregt

Hast Dir den Stecker gezogen 
Deine liebende Seite betrogen

DenThanatos-Teppich betreten
Bist der Verführung zu töten erlegen

Stelltest die Lichter auf Nacht
Hast Dich als Opfer vermacht

Der Weltekel hat Dich gepackt 
Unter dem Hass schutzlos 
nackt, nackt, nackt!

Nackt (Naked)

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Introduction in English:

A few years ago, there was a young man living in my neighborhood who had just been abandoned by his wife. He would often come over to me and cry to me about his supposedly evil and inconsiderate wife. Increasingly, he got on my nerves with his self-pitying "I'm the victim" whining. 
At some point, during one of our conversations, he came to the conclusion that he had actually wanted the separation himself for a long time, but was simply too comfortable and cowardly to make the cut. Slowly, it seemed to him that he was letting his wife do the "dirty work" so that he could rant about her afterwards and blame her for the relationship's misery. 
Not an isolated case, but among men (....and I don't exclude myself) still too much the rule when it comes to working up the responsibilities for the failure of a relationship.
Thef following song is an attempt to take the self-pity of some men in a occasionally very self-deprecating way on the grain....    

Lyrics in English:

Self-pity (I feel pity for myself) 

I sit in the pub and stare at myself,
I wonder what I was born to do

I'm navel gazing 
I'm lonely without a woman

I feel pity for myself

I have no time for anything else but me.

I look out of the window, the clouds are looking at me,
The sun has decided that it doesn't like me

Lady luck spurns me,
My globe does not turn

I feel so pity for myself, (pity, pity, I feel so pity for myself)

I have no time for anything else but me

The blind date last night was a flop as usual 
(Flop, flop, a terrible flop)
Why is life (why?) so cruel to me, so nasty, so rough, so rude?

I stand in the street, hitchhiking away from here
Looking for happiness far away, it doesn't come to me

No one takes me with them
Already I hear my hit:

I feel so pity for myself, (shit, shit, shit, shit)

I really don't have time for anything else but me.

At the dance class the women (the women) pass me by purposefully,
(Bye, bye, my "dummy" goodbye)
Which hen, they think, laid this rotten egg...in our nest.

Uuh!

I'm going to the monastery, I'm going to become a hermit
I'll pray in front of the altar that God will finally see me,

Meanwhile, my sacrificial candle goes out

I feel so pity for myself, (so poor boy)

I really, really don't have time for anything else but me


Deutscher Originaltext:

Selbst-Mitleid (Ich tu mir leid)

Ich sitze in der Kneipe und stiere vor mich hin
ich frage mich, wozu ich überhaupt geboren bin.

Betreib` Nabelschau
Bin einsam, ohne Frau

Ich tu mir leid

Für was andres außer mir, habe ich keine Zeit

Ich schaue aus dem Fenster, die Wolken schauen mich an
Die Sonne hat beschlossen, dass sie mich nicht leiden kann

Die Glücksfee verschmäht mich
Mein Erdball dreht sich nicht

ich tu mir so leid, (leid, leid, ich tu mir so leid)

Für was andres außer mir hab` ich leider keine Zeit.

Der Blind Date gestern Abend war wie immer ein Flop
(Flop, Flop, ein furchtbarer Flop)
Warum ist das Leben (warum?) zu mir, so grausam, so böse, so grob, so grob?

Ich stehe auf der Straße und trampe fort von hier
Such‘ Glück weit in der Ferne, es kommt ja nicht zu mir

Mich nimmt keiner mit
Schon hör ich meinen Hit:

ich tu mir so leid, (shit, shit, shit, shit)

Für was andres außer mir hab` ich nun wirklich keine Zeit

Beim Tanzkurs gehen die Frauen (die Frauen) gezielt an mir Vorbei (bye, bye, my „Dummy“ goodbye)
Welche Henne, denken sie sich, legte uns dieses faule Ei…ins Nest

Uuh!

Ich gehe jetzt ins Kloster, ich wird zum Eremit
ich bete vorm Altar, dass Gott  mich endlich sieht

Meine Opferkerze geht derweilt aus

ich tu mir so leid (so poor boy)

Für was andres außer mir habe ich nun wirklich, ja nun wirklich keine Zeit

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