No Home Sascha Braemer

And when he came home
Nobody knew his name
And when he came home
Nobody knew his name
And when he came home
All the streets were gone
And nobody knew his name
Nobody knew his name

He takes the shadow
He's already late
That we'll eat alone
And the smallest faith
It's another thing and another fight
And another fight

When he came home
Nobody knew his name
When he came home
Nobody knew his name

He needs to run, he needs to drop
He needs to walk, he has to fight
He needs to run, he needs to drop
He has to walk, he needs to hide

When he came home
Nobody knew his name
When he came home
Nobody knew his name

He needs to run, he needs to drop
He needs to walk, he has to fight
He needs to run, he needs to drop
He has to walk, he needs to hide