Excerpt:

All you want to be is insane
Wishing you were more than just plain
And when you try you try too hard it comes off fake

Many times I wanted to say
Plastic people like you will break
And soon enough it caught up and you went away

And if I
Never see
You Again
It’ll be too soon to make amends

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When there’s nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire.
– “Your Ex-Lover is Dead”, The Stars

(thanks to W. Bat)

Excerpt:

You can’t buy an attitude
Like a pair of shoes
No money in this world
Can buy a better you

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Excerpt:

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

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Excerpt:

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

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Excerpt:

And I’ll return down to the mines
Where you are safe from me
And I will stop to burn your house
and keep you safe from me

I wish that you would search the mines
And keep them safe from me
I wish that you would stop the fire
And keep it safe from me

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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?
Ist unsre’ Seele wirklich jemals wieder leicht?
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Excerpt:

Don’t waste your time or time …

… will …
… waste …
… you …

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Preisfrage: An wen oder was hat Farin bei dem Song gedacht?

Sie hat ständig irgendwas in der Hand,
sie schaut zu Boden, oder an die Wand.
Sie redet nicht.
Sie wird nie vom Schlaf übermannt,
sie hinterlässt auch keine Fußspuren im Sand.
Und sie redet nicht.

Sie ist unscharf an den Rändern,
man erkennt sie nur verschwommen.
Das ist leider nicht zu ändern.
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