NUR DIE SGE

We love Our Capitano (David/Martin)

We Love Our Capitano

I can feel the heat rising

Everything is on fire

Today is a painful reminder of why

We can only get brighter

The further you put it behind ya

But right now I'm on the inside

Lookin out, cause

David doesn't want to cry, not yet, not like after Chelsea, not like after Dortmund. And yet, Bayern gies in the final after this terrible fight. Stolen. Lying face down on the Allianz lawn, his tears feed the grass. They could have won this games, he knows it, he can feel it in his muscles. Stolen. His fist is reformed as he hits the ground. It was his last chance to earn anything before retirement. Stolen. His sobs gut his chest as tears continue to roll down his skin, mixing with his sweat, his pain. Everything could have gone well. Everything had to go well. Stolen stolen stolen. David repeats it over and over, even when Hinti brings him to his feet, even when Timmy rubs his back, even when Kevin runs his hand through his soaked hair. Soon he will retire. With that bitter memory in his mouth, of not being able to be the long-awaited captain. His sobs can't stop as his legs give him up again.

I'm standing in the flames

It's a beautiful kind of pain

Setting fire to yesterday

Find the light, find the light, find the light

I'm standing in the flames

It's a beautiful kind of pain

Setting fire to yesterday

Find the light, find the light, find the light

David wakes up in his Munich hotel room, his aching muscles, his prickly eyes. He really cried too much. But yet the urge returns to him as he straightens up to see his swimsuit stained on the edge of the bed, gauze on his abdomen. Damn Polish. David hears the water from the shower, he suspects that Martin must be inside, it's painful for him to imagine how bad the man he loves must feel, but he knows this pain. He feels it at the same time. He slips out of bed, suffering slightly, before leaving his room, to apologize to everyone. He will bear the responsibility for this failure.

Yesterday was the tornado warning, today is like the morning after

Your world is torn in half, you wake and let's wait to start the morning process

Rebuilding and you're still a work in progress

Today is a whole new chapter, it's like an enormous ass

The thunderstorm has passed ya

Your weather didn't poke his eyes out with the thorn bush that you

Used to smell the roses, stopped to inhale can't even tell your nose is stuffed

So focused on the brightside, then you floor the gas pedal

And hit the corner fast, the more asserted

Never looking back, may hit the curb

But everyday is a new learning curve, as you, steer through life

Sometimes you might not wanna swerve

But you have to to avert a disaster, lucky, no permanent damage