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HUNGRY TIMES
04:01
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I always wanted to have a view
on this city that I have been through
from a quiet place in the distance
where my thoughts turn in to silence
now I'm just a coward with his gun
pointin' the barrel at the sun
I keep my boots on my feet,
remember you vomiting on the car seat
if I would say ‚I believe in you'
we both know what you would do
words we said by dimmed lamplight
while I was trying to make you smile
I can hear the factory down the line
we shared hours of hungry times
Beth was fixin' her hair in the mirror
between sleeping creatures on the floor
I saw the moon through the fire door,
swimming above the tenements
you were sleeping on the stairs
and I pulled you to my dirty chest
I spat into the air
the plaster on your forehead slowly turned red
a stronger flesh would surely come away,
but we promised that we would get home safe
and I was listening to the rain
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MY GARDEN
03:06
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horns are dulled, the pants are torn
the world hides the sunlight, I'm bruised & worn
times are restless, wild and fast
how could it ever really last?
your eyes were my place to sleep
roots stretch through the concrete
in armor, fields so dry and bare
we march to the garden waiting there
you are my garden
I'll smell the flowers while I can
knock and smile and pull me in
the night dissolves against my skin
show me your garden
the vines have wrapped around my teeth
long after the sun has gone
the roses bloom every time I breathe
I put my make up on,
I proved my worth, keep biting my tongue
this garden never meant to be
for you and not for me
down in my garden,
oh, the wild things grow
a cigarette and you are gone
now I stand here all alone
down in my garden
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CRUISIN'
03:04
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so when you found me in the red light
horses were riding through the pines
thumbed a ride with trembling eyes
felt your belt on my neck from behind and that's alright
you can lead the way home but don't wait for far too long
and a bird flew by
your face, so close
it breezed your hair
my arms were wide, your fingers they were tied
to the pistols next to your side
I didn't like the look on your face
touched by the flashing lights
the air hung on your lips I bit my nails to the flesh
you said 'think of me when the sun goes down'
and the violence
of that moment
cut through my skin
and as we drove through the misty fields,
looking for a place to hide our hunger,
the dawn began to rise
you gritted your teeth and I heard
the locusts humming so loud
I inhaled the smoke rising up from your eyes
and your face disappeared in golden haze
just a stolen bliss, the end of innocence
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MIDNIGHT MOUTH
03:22
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I think I've forgotten how to sleep,
saw the flicker of your TV
through the window across the street
put my collar up and strolled into the dark again
the gutter catches up with me
it means nothing to me
as I beat my cowardly retreat
covered in empty streets
covered in wet dreams
when I stole your red black dress
collision of desire and ignorance
on the verge of filthiness
all the hideous buildings leaning into emptiness
everything that happened in the dark
meant nothing to your heart and
last year's rain didn't fall quite so hard
caught in riveries
of love & concrete
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GLIMMER IN THE GLOOM
03:10
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ENTLARVUNG
02:38
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Träume von Ruinen
Sie werden uns kommen
Nicht der Krieger
Nur der Krieg hat gewonnen
Ich will mich vergessen
Es klappt auch ganz gut
Und wenn ich dann Scheiter
Bleibt mir noch die Wlut
Wir träumen vom Feuer
Es kleidet uns ein
Wir sind Ungeheuer
Was sollen wir auch sein?
Unsere Reime, die sind einfach
Damit wir etwas verstehen
Wir wollen euch ja erzählen
Oh, was wir dort sehen
Ich trage ein Wachshemd
Es schmilzt in der Nacht
Wenn meine fremde Stimme
Sardonisch auflacht
Es ruft die Familie
Ich stimme mit ein
Selbst am Boden der Meere
Bin ich nicht allein
Wir träumen vom Feuer es kleidet uns ein
Wir sind Ungeheuer
Was sollen wir auch sein?
Unsere Reime, die sind einfach
Damit wir etwas verstehen
Wir wollen euch ja erzählen
Oh, was wir dort sehen
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NOTHINGNESS
03:41
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I came down from houston on a worn-out prayer
greyhound blues and a thousand-yard stare
ten cents for a phone call that no one will take
a body grown numb from too much to break
the sirens sung in fractured codes
to boys who waved at me beneath the road
cobwebs grow on your windowpane
like lace spun out of rust and rain
in the alleyways where we burned our clothes
motel prophets selling death in gold
someone said "you'll be okay"
that was three cities and some pills away
I saw god in a subway stall
pissing against the wall
wet leaves slept on your rooftop crown
dead colors clung, the world fell down
I talked to ghosts in the glow of the dash
burning daylight for a chemical flash
she laughed through her teeth, lit a match in the rain
said ,you can't save yourself when you love the pain,
this world was never meant to hold guys like us’
then she vanished like smoke from a greyhound bus
there's a hole in the sky above 10th and vine
where the streetlight flickers like a pulse in decline
my hands don't shake - they float through the air
like I'm not even here, like I was never there
it's all slow motion now, like film left in the sun
and I forget if I'm dying - or if I've already begun
"I didn't sleep for six days. didn't care anymore if I did
I was fifteen. I was flying. I was already lost"
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our hands became thinner
every night by candlelight
and I'm the one that keeps the curtains closed
in the night
we put our lives on the line
while the bedroom was on fire
you were holding back tears, washed the blood
off with your beer
I locked the door only for
psychological reasons
and took the shadows from your dirty face
I can't recognize myself
in front of the broken mirror
carnivorous faces between photos
and the chairs
I pulled the needle out
while scorpions crawled up my neck
and wiped the spit from your mouth with the back
of my hand
I locked the door only for
psychological reasons
and took the shadows from your dirty face
while the birds forgot how to sing
you carried the silence like a gun
I will tear myself apart so
I can stay with you and go
just a prayer before the dawn
is it fear or the sense to be alive?
now we are seperate from gloom and beauty
only two spirits of flesh in the cold air
there's teeth beneath the velvet touch
meant to be alone in tear gas dreams
I lit a flare in the backroom haze
and before melting back into the night
I carved my name in rust and wire
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