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isolation is creeping in these walls
i've been down on my luck for a couple of month
well, I'm scared of myself, I'm sleeping with the lights on
the razorblades are blunt and my old friends are all gone
now I live on my own, no one picks up the phone
can't get high anymore so I'm crashing right down
I'm reaching out deperately since you left and took the best of me
awake for days, stranger to myself, deep inside what's left of me?
cigarettes on my skin and the drugs up my nose
make me feel dead inside but my lids just won't close
I'm counting the days and I'm holding my breath
I'll be haunting this place long after I'm dead
alone with myself and the dreams that I have
this cold body lives off the life that I had
I've poisoned myself to the wreck that I am
I question myself but I don't understand
[Timeto Verse]
Runter von den Pillen, rein in die Krise
Merkel gibt kein Fick ob ich esse
Wenn ich sterb bin ich Statistik
Wenn ich leb gibt der Staat auf die Fresse
Hast du keine Steuern gemacht
Bist du Müll
Nix ist gratis auf der Welt
Doch alles umsonst
Wegen mir müssen
Millionäre nicht frieren
Egal ob Atmen oder Arbeit
Es wird profitiert
Red nicht mit mir wenn du klarkommst
Deinen Malle-Urlaub planst
Und dir vorstellen kannst
Wie die SPD alles gut macht
cigarettes on my skin and the drugs up my nose
make me feel dead inside but my lids just won't close
I'm counting the days and I'm holding my breath
I'll be haunting this place long after I'm dead
alone with myself and the dreams that I have
this cold body lives off the life that I had
I've poisoned myself to the wreck that I am
I question myself but I don't understand
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Insomniac
03:26
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I'm sober now, at least for the week
fighting the substances try conquering me
this lower dose will keep my head calm
destroying myself has never felt so wrong
but ever since I can't get no sleep at night
these racing thoughts, this tossing and turning every night
I sing the blues until the break of dawn releases me
running on caffeine, proceeding into misery
my abstinence has put me to the test tonight
these bood-shot eyes are longing for some rest at night
I used to sleep in late for days, drowsing comatose
insomnia is killing me nowadays instead of overdose
completely useless I'm trudging through the day
my mind is empty and my self-respect decayed
I hope these shifting phases will settle soon
I live in daydreams, I'm dying in gloom
I'm thirty now and my wasted years they won't come back
I traded my headache for this fatigue and weariness
I'm coming clean after crashing down too many times
haunted by these memories when I lay down to close my eyes
well, I'm alone now, there's no one to bring me down
delusive and deranged I'm wandering about this town
I wish I could cut off the past and live more easily
ten years of abuse and depression have left their mark on me
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Amphetamine Blues
04:02
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please give me strength to build my castles out of sand
I guess we're not holding on the best we can
on a drunk for two weeks straight, no one will take me home
but I won't wage war on my brandnew enemies
this flesh and bone was amputated from my mind
both excited and bored when I play with the other kids
can I spend some time with you?
I'll be the one that you like me to
it's okay that you lie to me if this is what it takes to be with me
and these old fantasies that have always been a pain for me
we call this medicine, that our broken hearts can break again
I feel so worthless since my friends have walked away from me
cold sweat is breaking out, people act like they don't know me
this amphetamine blues collecting its dues
I'm falling from my own two feet
I'm sick of my past, I'm sick of abuse
sick of pain I inflict on myself
I feel like giving up
this time it's just too much
my world comes crashing down
I think I've had enough
it's okay that you lie to me if this is what it takes to be with me
and these old fantasies that have always been a pain for me
we call this medicine, that our broken hearts can break again
and these old fantasies that have always been a pain for me
we call this medicine, that our broken hearts can break again
...
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4. |
Light Sleeper
04:43
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Lost at Home
03:31
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I'm lost at home since I'm alone
at four a.m. it's in my bones
I'm prone to late regrets
the best of luck feels like a threat
avoidance talks, the doors are closed
the truth is plain, the summer's gone
your clothes are in my closet still
and my heavy heart feels sick
my dog and I search every room
for every bit that's left of you
at the back of my mistakes
I pick up my remains
lies are told, the damage done
I feel betrayed by everyone:
the pain that hurts the most
since I'm lost inside my home
one last goodbye and I'll be gone
past all this time we've been holding on
one last goodbye and you'll be gone
past all this time we've been holding on
one last goodbye and I'll be gone
past all this time we've been holding on
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The Merry Prankster Munich, Germany
No gods, no mastering
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