Absinthic
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Ich muss nur etwas los werden.
Irgendwas.
da kam mir das hier recht.
The Glass is infront of me,
The liquid is red.
I ask you, why just cant you see?
Emotions're dead!
You ask me how i can still be?
Its all about thinking flat!
Will I ever be free?
Will I ever escape my head?
Will I ever be me?
No. All turns mad.
I dont know where I am going.
Still dont know which path I choose.
Still dont know where I went wrong
But I ceep singing my Song.
I Feel that I got to loose.
But I still keep moving.
Grüße.
Irgendwas.
da kam mir das hier recht.
The Glass is infront of me,
The liquid is red.
I ask you, why just cant you see?
Emotions're dead!
You ask me how i can still be?
Its all about thinking flat!
Will I ever be free?
Will I ever escape my head?
Will I ever be me?
No. All turns mad.
I dont know where I am going.
Still dont know which path I choose.
Still dont know where I went wrong
But I ceep singing my Song.
I Feel that I got to loose.
But I still keep moving.
Grüße.