Staring at the sickly orange sky.
Sleeping through the days and living by night.
Finding love in all the shady thoughts.
Giving it away for trivial words.
Haven’t I already moved enough?
I think I’ll move again soon.
I don’t need friends, but I deserve them.
Hurry, get me, what I came here for.
The void, that goes deep inside my heart,
cannot be filled with art.
And the world is going down.
Somehow I cannot be bothered.
And we all get spun around.
Eating from the hands of one another.
I know you won’t believe me.
There will be time, when I’m remebered as
one of those, who haven’t crumbled.
Don’t care you won’t believe me.
There will be time, when I’m remebered as
one of those, who never crumbled.
And the world is going down.
Somehow I cannot be bothered.
And the words are spun around.
We’re eating from the hands of one another.
Staring at the sickly orange sky.
Slipping through the cracks until the sundawn.
Seeking love in all the dirty thoughts.
Giving it away for wicked words.
Haven’t I already loved enough?
I’m sure I’ll love again soon.
I don’t need friends, but I deserve them.
Quickly, get me, what I’m yearning for.
The void, that goes deep inside my heart,
cannot be filled with art.
The void, that goes deep inside my heart,
cannot be filled.
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