Albert Feiler - Broken Lyrics

What the f*ck is wrong with you?
What the f*ck is wrong with you?
What the f*ck is wrong with you?
What the f*ck is wrong with you?

You say that would be nice to meet me
You say I'm the perfect boy 'the charming boy' We're going to a concert
Our love is on the phone!
We're meeting on the door I'm sure that I'll be wrong

I'm playing the guitar with those fool musicians I have to play so I will do it for your love
He's singing while I shout at the door I've just broke myself but he's broken forever
Try to be your best
Try to fit

Society will get you with love and comfort! Try to hurt the strange
You have the power to press the button
You love and I love you but you are afraid! Come and have fun with us!
While the strange person always wonder What the f*ck is wrong with you!?