1. |
Pit Of My Stomach
03:51
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2 o’clock in the morning
My blanket is drowning in my sweat
There it comes again
This feeling in the pit of my stomach
The slippery shiver
And wasted time
I try to forget all the fears in my head
It comes automatic
The same scene again
In the pit of my stomach
I puke my guts out and hope it’s all over
Resistance is the key
But nobody showed me how It works
It comes automatic
The same scene again
In the pit of my stomach
It comes automatic
The same scene again
In the pit of my stomach
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2. |
Don't Blame It On Me
03:28
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Every time when I open my eyes I can see how she cries
Every time you said I love you
I smiled but my heart broke in two
Every time I thought I was tough
You made me feel like I wasn't good enough
Ai ai ai ai a
Don’t blame it on me
Ai ai ai ai a
Don’t blame it on me
You have never been around
Feels like you’re already in the ground
It’s hard to be a good father
It can't be that your kids wishes for another
You give to the world 2 sons
But you didn't tell them they’re your loved ones
Ai ai ai ai a
Don’t blame it on me
Ai ai ai ai a
Don’t blame it on me
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3. |
Sabotage
04:16
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How did it come that I
I feel so far away
Far away from you
Is my conception so
So strange or is this really
The sad truth
A sabotage of my feelings
Useless arguments
You have all the tools you need to
To sabotage my feelings
How did it come that you
That you seem now so far
Far away from me?
Is it something I can’t
I can’t see anything
That helps us out of here
A sabotage of my feelings
useless arguments
You have all the tools you need to
To sabotage my feelings
A sabotage of my feelings
Misunderstanding
You have all the tools you need to
To sabotage my feelings
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4. |
I Don't Get It
03:20
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Open up the door
Don’t want to run again
My legs they don’t hold me forever
And I breath in all my pain
I don’t get it
I don’t get it
I don’t get it
No I don’t
Stuck in a place like this is worse
Than not knowing who you really are
Hold on, hold on
Hold on to me
I don’t get it
I don’t get it
I don’t get it
No I don’t
So I sing all the lullabies
To cover all my pain
Open up the door
Don’t want to run again
My legs they don’t hold me forever
And I breath in all my pain
I don’t get it
I don’t get it
I don’t get it
No I don’t
So I sing all the lullabies
To cover all my pain
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5. |
The Other Side
04:38
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Long brown curly hair. yellow teeth and a hidden smile.
A cigarette between your fingers. Death comes easy to you.
You drank your coffee black. so skinny, so pale so fragile.
You are Jesus from the other side, you said.
Light up the spoon and take your last shot
Light up the spoon and take your last shot
How did you get this way, this way?
How much pain did you have to endure?
How did you get this way, this way?
Once, heart, you will rest, always tried to escape from your enemy.
Once you have died, your last death
To silence you will go, to do the dreamless deep sleep.
You asked for nothing, nothing but love.
Light up the spoon and take your last shot
Light up the spoon and take your last shot
How did you get this way, this way?
How much pain did you have to endure?
How did you get this way, this way?
Flee to the other side
Was there anything anything I could change?
We sing one last song on your Funeral
We sing one last song on your Funeral
We sing one last song on your Funeral
We sing one last song on your Funeral
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6. |
Rotting Time
04:11
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Holy shit I am scared of getting sober
It’s not easier when I get older
2 year have passed
And I’m not getting anywhere
I can hear you sing
I can hear you sing
I can hear your voice singing songs about death
I'd like to think time served here
Means something for later on
I try to face it, but it’s a common excuse
I can hear you sing, I can hear you sing
I can hear your voice singing songs about death
There is nothing to hold on to
There is nothing to hold on to
I could see your time rotting away
Rotting away
What’s the best way I could say goodbye
can I do it well for one like you?
Before I throw the last rose on your grave
I can hear you sing, I can hear you sing
I can hear your voice singing songs about death
There is nothing to hold on to
There is nothing to hold on to
I could see your time rotting away
Rotting away
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7. |
Those Days
03:43
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I miss those days
When I lost my mind
Because I didn't care about anything, anything, anything, anything, anything
but me
There was a time when time didn’t matter
You weren’t here
And I was so alone, so alone,
So alone again
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8. |
Anger Is Energy
03:00
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Dazed in a confused state Of depressed people
Feels like slaves are singing
In the land of the eagle
What I have become?
Where are my dreams gone?
Change anything now?
It makes no difference to me
My daily routine is always the same
I wake up and suffer till I sleep
Always the same Suffer tillI sleep
Always the same Suffer till I die
What I have become?
Where are my dreams gone?
Change anything now?
It makes no difference to me
Anger is my Energy
Anger is my Energy
Anger is my Energy
Anger is my Energy
Anger is my
Anger is my
Energy
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