Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ey
(Young Jugglerz)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, ey, ey, ey

I'm lost, vibe gray, blowing smoke from the top floor, yeah (yeh)
No head, phone off, timeout, don't want any phone calls, no (yeh)
Black and white, no color, spotlight every night, yeah (yeh)
Again one of those days, one of those days, yeah (yeh)

Again one of those days
When I wonder how much time I have left
Wife is no longer there, but my car has a massage
My mood black and white like the thirties
Winter in Berlin, I'm in the Hyatt in the Daimler Suite
Summer then in Hamburg on a boat like in Miami (who is that?)
It's funny how time flies
From 451 to S-Class in Ivory
No matter if brown, green, yellow paper
Without you, I wouldn't be here anymore
It's about winning everything and losing in the end
But, but the world belongs to you

Oh yes, Shawty, I'm lost, vibe gray, blowing smoke from the top floor, yeah (yeh)
No head, phone off, timeout, don't want any phone calls, no (yeh)
Black and white, no color, spotlight every night, yeah (yeh)
Again one of those days, one of those days, yeah (yeh)

I can see all the lighters at the end of the street
I walk towards them, but I have to go alone
Midnight, I'm high, have to admit
Losing the feeling of how time passes
Feeling seems familiar
Many questions, no answer
On the way, but want to arrive
Jetlag, again new standard, yeah-eh-yeah

The eyes are getting heavier, fade away (fade away)
Lose myself on Memory Lane

I'm lost, vibe gray, blowing smoke from the top floor, yeah (yeh)
No head, phone off, timeout, don't want any phone calls, no (yeh)
Black and white, no color, spotlight every night, yeah (yeh)
Again one of those days, one of those days, yeah (yeh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (yeh)
Wah, ah, ah, oh-ey (yeh)
Wah, ah, ah, ah, ey (yeh)
Wah, ah, ah, oh-ey (yeh)

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