(intro 4x) G G F G F G F G Bb Eb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) Intoxicated by the orchids abandoned in the garden G Bb Eb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) Demanding morphine curse my soul is burning G Bb Eb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) Standing in the sweet wonderings, breathing the pale moon silver G Bb Eb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) Torn painted lips tasting the last drops of life G Bb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) Sometimes I feel like screaming Sometimes I feel I just can't win G Bb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) Sometimes I feel my soul is as restless as the wind G Bb ( G G F G F G F ) 4x Maybe I was born to die in Berlin G Bb Eb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) I sprinkled cocaine on the floor when no one was watching G Bb Eb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) I closed my eyes and let myself sleep G Bb Eb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) Creeps and dirty bastards demons waiting by my bed G Bb Eb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) There's no choice or difference no one seems to notice G Bb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) Sometimes I feel like screaming Sometimes I feel I just can't win G Bb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) Sometimes I feel my soul is as restless as the wind G Bb ( G G F G F G F ) 4x Maybe I was born to die in Berlin G F ( G F G ) Küss mich jetzt, Mädchen, es ist alles wahr G F ( G F G ) Du kannst es lesen in der Morgenpost, OK G F ( G F G ) Der Winter wird wieder kalt werden und Berliner wollen Amerika G F ( G F G ) Von Menschen, die sterben unter den weißen Blüten G Bb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) Sometimes I feel like screaming Sometimes I feel I just can't win G Bb ( G G F G F G F ) ( G G F G F G F ) Sometimes I feel my soul is as restless as the wind G Bb ( G G F G F G F ) 4x Maybe I was born to die in Berlin