I never rhought that a fun vacation would leads to depression It's that time of the year After two years being stuck here from stupid quarantine We finally bought our tickets out Looking for cold weather to chill As we stroll though the city From Frankfurt to Antwerp We were holding hands As the wind blows cold Eating doner for breakfast The one near the station I wish we stay for another year And the next year after Because the hope of settlin' in Is unbearable Walking alone in Düsseldorf thinking about lots of things Not missing home not even little and not caring how you've been For as long as the music is loud enough I can't hear the world is falling apart I hope we dont talk as often as we used to I never thought that a fun vacation would leads to depression And may this time of loss we gain something for the better of us in the end Here's to never going back Not taking it too slow And enjoying everything while it lasts I never thought that a fun vacation would leads to depression