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Safe Place
04:01
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Give me a call when they're losing their minds
Their blood runs cold while being alive
You're having bad times falling asleep
You're placing a safe place inside of your dreams
I'm having serious struggles with finding ease
When I think of the borders they believe they will need
A jetplane flies from London to Cologne
Carrying a coffin filled with bones
Some things you can't have
That's what they say
Did I just hear you mention
How close you've been?
You said you could almost put your tongue to it
It escaped like a shadow when you flash a light
Like a dream when you wake up, did they turn on the lights?
Connecting a head with a wall
Protecting a nation with a wall
Isolating a state with a wall
Connecting a head with a wall
Some things you can't have
That's what they say
I struggled with the same problems
Well, at least I thought that
And that didn’t make it less real
I was running in circles
I was chasing myself up
A house in the mountains
Is this a hand or is it a fist?
Is this a mouth or is it a kiss?
Is this a call or is it nothing at all?
Is this something we'd really like men to decide?
Some things better stay unsaid
Connecting a head with a wall
Protecting a nation with a wall
Isolating a state with a wall
Connecting a head with a wall
Protecting a nation with a wall
Isolating a state with a wall
Connecting a head with a wall
Protecting a nation with a wall
Isolating a state with a wall
Connecting a head with a wall
Protecting a nation with a wall
Isolating a state with a wall
Connecting a head with a wall
Protecting a nation with a wall
Isolating a state with a wall
Connecting a head with a wall
Some things better stay unsaid
Some things better stay unsaid
Some things better stay unsaid
Some things better stay unsaid
But some things you can't plan
That's what I say
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The Weight
04:31
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The weight of my body's changing
The weight of my body's changing
Sending messages to strangers
Telling them to stop
The weight of my body's changing
The weight of my body's changing
Changing, changing, changing
Communicate, communicate
Computer, computer
Communicate, communicate
Computer, computer
Communicate, communicate
Computer, computer
Communicate, communicate
Computer, computer
Communicate, communicate
Computer, computer
Communicate, communicate
Computer, computer
Communicate, communicate
Computer, computer
Communicate, communicate
Computer, computer
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The Sins of My Youth Cologne, Germany
Ein Kollektiv ohne kollektives Bewusstsein. Fühler auf irgendeine Art. Wir machen das, was Musiker tun: Musik aufnehmen, veröffentlichen, auf Konzerten vorspielen etc.
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