Lyrics:Klaus Meine, Herman Rarebell, Sonja Kittelsen
I realize I missed a day But I'm too wrecked to care anyway I look around and see this face What the hell have I lost my taste Don't want to find out Just want to cut out
My head explodes, my ears ring I can't remember just where I've been The last thing that I recall I got lost in a deep black hole Don't want to find out Just want to cut out
Blackout I really had a blackout
Blackout I really had a blackout
Blackout I really had a blackout
Blackout I really had a blackout
I grab my things and make my run On the way out, another one Would like to know before I stop Did I make it or did I flop Don't want to find out Just want to get out
