Well fuck them
And fuck her
And fuck him
And fuck you
For not having the strength in your heart to pull through
I’ve had doubts, I’ve had fears
I’ve fucked up, I’ve had plan
Doesn’t mean I should take my life with my own hands
I thought that you were joking
When you said you couldn’t breathe
You said you couldn’t breathe
Turns out that you were choking
On a town you couldn’t leave
I thought that you were sleeping
When i found you there in bed
I found you there in bed
When i touched you you were freezing
Sprichst du meine Sprache?
Siehst du mein Gesicht?
Liest du meine Träume,
Wenn ich sie zu dir schick?
Wieviel Schläge hat dein Herz jetzt?
Und wie lange dauert überhaupt das Glück?
Sind die Gedanken immer frei?
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