Kreuzberg - Bloc Party

There is a wall that runs right through me Just like the city, I will never be joined

What is this love?

Why can I never hold it?

Did it really run out in the strangers’bedrooms?

I have decided

At twenty-five

Something must change

Saturday night in East Berlin

We took the U-Bahn to the East Side Gallery

I was sure I’d found love with this one lying with me Crying again in the old bahnhof

I have decided

At twenty-five

That something must change

After sex

The bitter taste

Been fooled again

The search continues