**Imagine planting roses in a wasteland and blowing soap bubbles into smog – that’s the quirky picture Maxim paints in “Haus Aus Schrott.” He builds his very own “paradise” out of scrap metal, plastic trash and weeds, proudly celebrating every dent and rust stain. For him, the glass is already half-full and the grass is exactly as green as it needs to be. Underneath this playful, almost child-like optimism, though, lurks a deep heartache: he is trying to forget the world before you left.
Halfway through the song, the scenery flips. Suddenly the junk palace turns out to be a golden ruin filled with designer furniture, flavorless gourmet bites and a pool that does nothing to cure his boredom. Here Maxim exposes the emptiness of material perfection and the way perspective shapes reality: your eyes see what they want, your heart feels what it feels. In the end, whether surrounded by trash or treasure, he is stuck between laughter and tears, showing that true value is never about what you own but how you look at it – and who you share it with.