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Darkest Days
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Always run around, never see the crowd. Always comprehend how can I pretend? We share nothing but urban soil treaded with our feet, this is no society, this is a fake empire! Every time i walk around i see all these empty faces. We ‘ll never reach the goal of a perfect society, ’cause each step towards this is taking away someones equality, when every success is linked with the pain of thousands. I’ve seen the newspaper today, ohh man we are fucked! This is the begining of a world in decline. Every second, and every day we lose control & I am sure I cant stand this anymore. So I escape from darkest days.
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Embed
03:54
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Time runs fast now in my room, From the streetlights I left at noon, while mocking the glow of my dying cigarette, and the clutt- ered impressions running through my head.I t’s just all cluttered shit rushing through my head, Until all of these feelings destroy my bones, Untill all of these meanings collapse my throat. Is this what we wanted, the way things have gone? we are running and crashing. We are confined when we fall. I don’t want to be the witness of this worlds decline, But I’ve been addicted so long that I’m content with fine, But I know how it feels, and how easy it is to just run away, Because our whole lifes we’ve been living astray Common sense is more than just a past time and we have to realize this before it’s too late. If we won’t I promise we won’t last too long. And if we don’t we’ll have no future and home. is this what we wanted? the way things have gone! we are running and crashing. We are confined when we fall.
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Dyspnoea
03:26
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Windows! Just an escape, windows from timid space! Windows! A tiny hole in, windows in a damn dark room. Windows Let escape, windows whats left in the brezze! shut the windows when i go. Get over yourself, get over yourself, all your trying, all your crying it isn‘t worth it. Fences let nothing escape nevermind the empty space..Windows keept quite, shut down! I have to go, I feel Alone! I have to Go! no way out! I have to go. All that‘s left flew away, see it on a blank paper sheet, stick the paper to the crack open Window. Where it lasts forever! A million minds with unexpressed thoughts! You not get out. I have to go. I am not in balance with me. I have to go. any little finger move lets me doubt on my own. so please Shut the windows when I go!
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Different Directions
03:08
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It carves us … It binds us … the rage! No common, No feeling. there will never … never ever … there will be no similarities! Nothing that sticks us together. Never again! Maybe it obtains by fraud, maybe it disperses nothing more than a moment full of wistfullness All that is left, only a second, in the past. But we wanted to be the way in the right direction All that is left, only oblivion to weak for a sense because we have not, no we have not the embers And what is left? The flesh too chewy, too smooth, it disrups and again you can only, you can only take. this is what you can. because it’s lost, melted away in the tangle of the perplexed time. And a heart it beats it beats just at the moment what to do when the similarity dies? Only a moment trickled like blood in the mud. like an old rag rotten deep in you But we wanted, yes we wanted to be different. You will not escape.you have to suffer torments, but this time, this time you can share them all.
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I lost the distance to my own, thumb through the pages I never wanted to see. my own storyline tells me the essence of a matured heart, wishes whisepred, a distress call when all I am belong to is just your open arms. please stop please don`t I am stocked In the middle of Berlin, another street in a restlees night. rain keeps Falling on midnight moon. trickles trough my head, knocking, beating, silent screaming through the night. Your face Is everywhere, And then I say ( And we say ) „I can‘t stand another change, I won‘t change another time. “I guess i feel the same. I won‘t feel anything at all. And when I say: „Honestly i never wanted this, truly i never belong to feel this again. But it stabs to deep into my heart. the wall isn’t thick enough. Once this tragedy crushed my live “I am still here restless and alone, too far gone from the roads to find the way. To long these charade lasts on my track. But it stabs. I won‘t give up on this, I know we can get on this, it could be so cool, this … and this could be … this could be ours. it will never last. darling, this will never last. Dear i know this is all known to you, to close these tales for you, Melting letters on our end. Whats left is a blank page!
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As long as we can take we promise without an end It is true, yeah it is. we’re all the same. All we reach for is just hoping someone takes us by the hand. Someone who never ask what is behind foreigners pretend. Awkward feelings shining bright. A true word is getting reversed, So close to collapse, And so far away. It hits me like a brick on my head. after all the good times we had and all the ways we had changed. That now we’re all just tired? Why are we all so tired? Nothing to remove Nothing is undone. What a bunch of loneriders we are. Stick together like a crowd and still running alone. we’re all just tired. we run alone.
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I followed you around everywhere. You push my heart so deep that I swear I can‘t feel it anymore. But you grab me by the Hand and push me forward. I just wanted to have a tiny chance to be able to breath fresh air. It takes me so much time to believe that I am doing things right. I am renting my soul out that a tremendous amont of time can senseless pass by. For the the next 20 years I will ask for the same results. so please sir give me some more time and I swear my empty chest will cover the bill. and in this world so fucused on success I am sure my empty chest will cover the bill. “right now I feel so good. I left all my anger in this song, all my fear is gone away but I knew everything I build up here will fall in ashes when the next morning covers me in shame again and my routine repeats every day. Come on grab me by the neck and throw me away. I dedicate this song. come on and grab me by the neck and throw me away. I dedicate this song to all the dreams I catched so far.
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Serving Sorrow Pt. VI
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You thought you got it, you thought you know! to decide for what we grow. Your values are the best you thought to know. Forced me into a conflict I never wanted to go! between the person I want to be and the person you coerced to be. this feeling that i am fucking shipwrecked, this feeling that i have, this feeling that all my passion’s gone, attitude’s fades. too many thousand times you pretended its best for us, cause it seemed to you. your flesh, your blood’s gone bad. abandoned childhood dreams drifted apart? abandoned childhood dreams drifted far, miles away! You thought you got it, you thought you know. To decide for what we grow. Your values are the best you thought to know. Force me into a conflict I never wanted to go. between the person I want to be and the person you coerced to be, this feeling that i am fucking shipwrecked. this feeling that i have, this feeling all my passion’s gone, my attitude fades. this killswitch choice is wearing me out. though anger it‘s the last we bear, because you‘re also just a fathers son!!
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The Way Of Inspiration
03:44
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Time Elapse! Time collapse! Like a wild storm lashes thundering through your chest, like a soft wind whispering breathless in your face, and all those years passing by like crushing waves on endless days. Rotten in the sea, this old dark grot deep in you, everything inside anything night by night. Too long you‘re clinging on you, too long. A worthless decay. A life wasted with useless trash. But sometimes there are things that just strike right into your heart, no addiction too deaf, too blind … just pure emotions. Everyday like a dead track on the alley, never walked ( but too often gone ), every hour just departed. Any search for inspiration serves a sorrow, the search for individuality pushes us forward. And you just want scream! And you just can scream! Don’t you expect too much? But please recognize, any beauty, any art needs a sorrow. Inspiration needs a suffer, needs maniac, needs injury. You can’t find passionated arts with no sign of pain & distress. Have you ever been touched by someones story about listless life? Has there ever been any book or song you seen that just arrowed right into your heart about something that is just mean? Break it out ( burst it out if you want ). Burst it out cause you want it. cause only on this way a tiny spark arises out of the dark. But what‘s written at the end? what stays? the suffer? your sorrow? Your sorrows in any detail, the pain as your eternity!
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