| Waking up drunk as the sea shouts harder
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| Trying to wake me up but there’s nothing left to say
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| I said it all in a distant memory
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| Image of a son with an absent father
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| Who wouldn’t blieve it would takes it’s toll on me
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| The payback is never ending
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| If your mind’s made up
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| Can it ever change? |
| — a vicious circle
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| A halo around the head
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| Congratulations! |
| It seems you’ve won again
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| Maybe this time you’ll learn
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| It doesn’t change a thing
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| If it’s war you seek,
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| then seek no more than me
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| But even the blackest heart still beats
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| Starving for a place to conceal this murder
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| Driving just to stay awake with a broken radio
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| The voices come again to soothe me
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| Crashing in the rain of a wasted summer
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| Ever since the clouds derailed all my makeshift confidence
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| What a brief unhappy life
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| If your mind’s made up
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| Can it ever change? |
| — a vicious circle
|
| A halo around the head
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| Congratulations! |
| It seems you’ve won again
|
| Maybe this time you’ll learn
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| It doesn’t change a thing
|
| If it’s war you seek,
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| then seek no more than me
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| But even the blackest heart still beats
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| I can handle life’s discomforts
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| Confidence and all is understood
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| You’re gonne grow old one day
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| So light the wick and burn the candle
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| Falling over, cathing flame to me and everyone I’ve known to ashes
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| Congratulations! |
| You fought and won today
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| Maybe this time you’ll learn, you’re on your own
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| Congratulations! |
| It seems you’ve won again
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| Maybe this time you’ll learn
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| It doesn’t change a thing
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| If it’s war you seek,
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| then seek no more than me
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| But even the blackest heart still beats
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| Yeah, even the blackest heart still beats
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| (Dank an BeSo für den Text) |