In steep cliffs with rocks all piled up mysteries of your passing luck Ages past shells and bits of foam forming new limestone to give things their
Sworn to secrecy, I might go after school She was an angel, I saw her swimming there I am in such a mess I can't cope with this She just teases me, pretends
I'm so electrified Transcending space and time Oh oh oh Future so undefined Leave the routine behind Everytime everytime blow my mind When I see you
From this distance clarity is a laughable ideal Words shouted aloud, no audible appeal The machines keep rolling, the show must go on The kings strategically
Watching and waiting A room without a view Searching through surgery For something lost inside you Stand me up and push me forward Staring back in front
PASSI : On choisit no son origine, no sa couleur De peau comme on reve d?une vie de chateau Quand on vit le ghetto naitre l?etau autour Du cou comme Cosette
Sworn to secrecy I might go after school She was an angel I saw her swimming there I am in such a mess I can't cope without this She just teases me pretends
I pick up some sand Watch it melt through my hands Falling on my feet Nearby ants on the ground Building bridges and towns So robust and neat So hard
Passi On ne choisit ni son origine, Ni sa couleur de peau Comme on reve d'une vie de chateau Quand on vit le ghetto Naitre l'etau autour du cou comme
It was always loud while it was snowing I didn't know where I was going and they shut down the buildings and the machines all went home are you here,
Tied off quick, looked around, plunge it in, pull it out. I have found a fast solution to the pain. Painted walls, melt away, am I a ghost? Decide to
If I had all this time on my hands Well I would love to share it with you And though our days have made other plans There is nothing I'd rather do Than
Du riechst nach kaltem Rauch, wenn das Warten unertraglich ist In Gedanken abgetaucht, erklarst du mir, dass du mich willst Deine Worte sind verhallt
Ich kann das Ende noch nicht seh?n doch ich kann es kaum erwarten. Hab nicht den Mut einfach zu geh?n und keine Kraft um neu zu starten. Ich schnapp nach
In steep cliffs with rocks all piled up mysteries of your passing luck Ages past shells and bits of bone forming new limestone To give things their turn
We've finally found a way To consume boredom every day We've all become our personal gods We've all become so sad and lost So sad So sad and lost A billion
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