I realize I missed a day
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)

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

(Blackout I really had a blackout)

(Yeah yeah, I really had a blackout baby)

Don't want to find out
Just want to get out

Blackout, I really had a blackout

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Herman Rarebell, Klaus Meine, Rudolf Schenker, Sonja Kittelsen