When I was a child my father told me what he expected from my life
There are three things expected of a German man in his lifetime
He must plant a German oak tree
He must make children
And he should build a house

I came to expect these things of myself
As I walked down the street holding the hand of my girlfriend
I felt proud that I was fulfilling my duty as a German man
Something inside of me was struggling though
There was another part of me I had to suppress

At first I thought I could make it go away by denying it
Then I tried to appease it by experiencing it once
It only became stronger as time passed by
There was nothing I could do to change the feelings inside of me
I loved men!

I began to live two lives
I retained my relationship with my girlfriend
But I also had a secret life of sexual encounters with men
I was not a homosexual I told myself
I must be bisexual, yes that was the answer

Then I met Otto and I fell in love for the first time
I could no longer pretend that I loved women
The idea of telling my girlfriend and my family was unbearable
The idea of not being with Otto was even more unbearable
That is why I decided to take the only way out of the pain
That is why I decided to end my life