While the night is as black as a raven at Poe's
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The city is full of light as a place with God
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Hell attracts the heat, probably everyone wants there
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The moral compass is missing, so we lose direction
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We are looking for direction and God is silent, we are looking for ourselves
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But we are empty as a yard where we have learned to run
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The children are online and the streets are the same
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Dreams were enjoyed by the combine so we remember them
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And we don't know the patterns because we don't know the father
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The second we have, life is going downhill
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And the knowledge that there is nothing at the end is punch
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And so we consciously create those stories I'm a player
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And I play that life so game over is close
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Because the psyche is as foggy as Frisco
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I leave the nozzle and get up from the bar
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I have to write lines for people who have a head
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I understand that I won't address that, but I don't care
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I'm just writing what I have in me
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I don't care about calculus and I don't kiss asses
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Despite the obstacles behind it, I am not subject to substance
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And you have no idea what it means to stand where I stand
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And I have no idea what it means to stand where you stand
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So I don't think I have an opinion
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You are as popular as a concentration camp for me
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I understand if you follow the motto, don't throw pearl pigs
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Maybe that's why your rap is just an empty gesture I don't know
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It stinks of shit everywhere, see shit in the air
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Kocner steals 3 million deceptions in the air
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Memory is an echo in the ether and we forget fast
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All that frustration suddenly disappeared
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Just like Men in black, while I have rap
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So I breathe and bring love back
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And I'm naked in bars like Richard Müller
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I drowned in beer in the bars, the memories are gray
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Sleeping Water - Erick Shille
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Dark at home - ???
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Debris, silence and darkness - Müller
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I lost track set my mirror
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I know, I know it fucking took a long time
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Well, if you quickly lose focus non-stop in your run
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You can be Trabant and feel like Esprit Lotus
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And losing a face is easy when everyone out there is in a mask
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It's really easy to let go of the ego to be able to lift the fucker
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Well, life is not a series, no sieve, no comic, no game
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We gamble with him anyway, look
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(I don't like the end but)
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Supa:
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Fuck off
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I hold a glock out of my lungs raining flow
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The cotton wool itself falls from your mouth. I have to put you down ratatata
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Your bullshit will die if you turn off the modem
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You're just looking for a comment in your room
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Spread your hat while he's in fashion
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And if you got a net where would you steal your opinion huh?
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You're a moron parrot, save yourself with poses, you're not on the pier
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Do you believe in the photo you better in the yard I'm sick of the boys
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You're not like your rap eh and you're not like my rap
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I drop my palms to track my text
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Oh, my God, let me continue to burn
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I'm seriously dying without my job
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All this info makes our brains so fast
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Not much live and yet none of us feels like a slave
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All the time I dream that I will win a private island
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Bare, barefoot as a primate, I want to live on it with love
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Fellit and drink there coconut do not perceive anything to have peace
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Living there nonstop does not solve the shit behind the comp
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I'm dancing with a chance I'm dancing a tango with her
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Say she's not pretty? |
she whispers to me intimately
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That I should have for more I should have for more
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Well, I guess I got caught up
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I'm dancing with a chance I'm dancing a tango with her
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Say she's not pretty? |
she whispers to me intimately
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That I should have for more I should have for more
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Well I guess I guess I guess I got stuck |