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Bonjour Tristesse
03:40
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You asked me
How I would feel today
And honestly
Every day just feels the same
I'm awake
But want to sleep for seven days
And though it's been like this for years
I'm still living in a haze
Back and forth,
I am an old soul,
See ghosts of a generation
What's it worth,
A hero's role that
Takes away their desperation
I would need a spark to light the dried out woods inside of me
So at least I could pretend I'd burn for your morality
You asked me
Why I would never care
And honestly
I care more than I bare
I'm awake
And the thoughts I want to share
Should give hope to those who fail
And still believe in their own way
What's it worth,
A hero's role that
Takes away their desperation
I would need a spark to light the dried out woods inside of me
So at least I could pretend I'd burn for your morality
I'll leave it to someone else
I'll leave it to someone else
I would need a spark to light the dried out woods inside of me
So at least I could pretend I'd burn for your morality
You want to put the world to rights
While I still wear the clothes of my execution
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2. |
Broken Hearts
03:53
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Tainted words don't breath
Worsen my heart disease
Gambler lay your hands on me
The night creates a selfish sea
And I missed
The part I sealed the deal
I am getting by
With my hands tied on a rope
I can’t complain ‘cause
You don’t know
Of mistakes I made
And a burden down below
Forms cracks into this perfect lie
You don't know
I don't bear the usual talk
More depressed than introvert
And your kiss
Can't heal what I conceal
I am getting by
With my hands tied on a rope
I can't complain ‘cause
You don't know
Of mistakes I made
And a burden down below
Forms cracks into this perfect lie
You don't know
Skin on skin
If it's not with you, it's a fever I'm in
I am getting by
With my hands tied on a rope
I can't complain ‘cause
You don't know
Of mistakes I made
And a secret down below
Forms cracks into this perfect lie
You don't know
Skin on skin
If it's not with you, it's a fever I'm in
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3. |
Dead Clock
04:00
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Tik tok goes the clock for the lovers
One last breath and it won't hurt no more
Tik tok goes the clock for the lovers
Well, you don't look too good today
You've got your mind infused with her
And you resign yourself to her
While you're confined to her
Dead clock ticks fast, ticks life away
Tik tok goes the clock and the rumors
Bring you down and you feel misplaced
Tik tok goes the clock and the lovers
Looking alike, don't look at me this way
You've got your mind infused with her
And you resign yourself to her
While you're confined to her
Dead clock ticks fast, ticks life away
So I watch the tides
They're changing shapes and primes
So I watch the tides
Fatal, taking lives
You've got your mind infused with her
And you resign yourself to her
While you're confined to her
Dead clock ticks fast, ticks life away
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4. |
Don't Forget Me
03:59
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I know things are supposed to be good
But what if we wake too soon
From a daydream
You said give me your hand and we'll run
Run to a place we don't know
And then you're gone
I don't know
If it's gonna stay
If it's gone away
How would I know
But I know
Things must go their way
Don't let us waste away
Oh, please, don't
Babe, you said it'll be alright
You want to sooth my mind
But I'm shaking as I think of the end
I need nothing but your word
To bring me back to you
But in my mind you tend to run
I don't know
If it's gonna stay
If it's gone away
How would I know
But I know
Things must go their way
Don't let us waste away
Please, don't
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Bled White Berlin, Germany
'Marvelous artist under the radar' (Kai Lachmann)
‘Based on the sensitivity BW puts in
his work he can convince you completely, musically and visually!’(Diffus Mag)
‚It becomes clear that BW burns for his art. Far from calculation and agenda he establishes himself as musician and songwriter on his own terms - without compromise’ (Ullrich Maurer)
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