Whatever happened to your faith and dedication?
Your wish to demolish the white city walls
I heard you a hundred times saying i feel unstoppable,
And now you're gone like you've already seen it all
It's funny how people grow and change
I guess it's inevitable,
We all go on different ways
In the end, my dear friend
Memories remain
Whatever happened to the will and to the message?
Your second home, your love for the microphone
To me it looks as if you're radio controlled
No longer tuning in underground radio