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B L I B B
03:49
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Are you still listening to the band we used to like,
to „The bitter end“ and their „Song to say goodbye“?
Are you still staring into the void from time to time?
Because so do I.
Is it possible to delete history?
'Cause there's so much hidden here.
All that rain and fear and anxiety,
Fifteen year olds wasting tears.
All you are now is a ghost,
hiding behind trees and roads,
All I do is feeling lost,
Hurt by details I come across.
First Frost.
How does it feel,
To be alone?
In foreign places, broken and torn?
Do you still think of me
think of the coast?
Am I still haunting you
like a ghost?
Are you still listening to the band we used to like,
to „The bitter end“ and their „Song to say goodbye“?
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Hi8
03:35
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Father of my father
Sleep well, sleep forever
Mother of my mother
sleep well, sleep deep
The farm burned down, but only metaphorical
It took a piece of me.
Only when it rains here
It feels like i belong,
Only when I walk these streets
I feel less forlorn
Hi8
Hi8
Mother of my father
How are you today?
Father of my mother
I hope u gonna stay
The time is lost, forever and won't be back.
I just need to adapt.
Only when my heart aches,
I'm sure I am not lost.
Only When I think of you,
I'm ready for first frost.
Hi8
Hi8
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Hedonism
04:23
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Hedonism,
reflected and envisioned.
I'm am imprisoned in bad decisions.
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Rearview Mirror
02:31
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Winter stays, while the summer passes by.
I drive the car deeper into the night.
Leaves whirl up, I can see them through the rearview mirror,
i hope for someone to make me stop.
I know it sounds pathetic,
I know its not that bad,
but the void feels dramatic
Just like the hole inside my head.
Racoon is a dead word to me.
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Rainy Roads
02:08
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Rainy coast
Gas station in the dawn
How did i end up here
The lights from the car are illuminating wet reed by the road
Wet dreams of a rope
We have to cross a bridge
to get to unknown land
we have to cross oceans
so we can feel again
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First frost turned into deep winter
Are your feet as cold as mine?
It gets darker, I can't make out the way
In this labyrinth I call my mind.
I only see the lake, right here in
the middle of the night.
But it won't show the same reflection
When you and I look inside.
Look inside.
Snow slowed us down immensely
You got lost in the storm.
Vanished behind a white curtain,
leaving me all alone.
I remember a clear resemblance
It withered over the years.
Made me recognize the dependence,
that an affair like this bears.
I know you're freezing
but I won't be the one that keeps you warm
I could see y you're fading, but I knew
That it would dawn.
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elkks Hamburg, Germany
into trees.
from hamburg, germany
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