I've fucked, I've cheated,
I lied through life,
I realized a lot, and often drunk,
I've shot out the lights,
Was lost, condemned, and torn,
I felt empty and cheated,
've eaten nothing for days
And the time measured in grams
Black hole, feeling cemetery
It smells of death, according to final destination,
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
I myself no longer recognized
It is' a while ago, but these days I carry with me
While ago, yes, I know exactly what you're talking
Is' a while ago, but I wear these scars with me,
Believe me, no light without darkness's'd give
It was quiet around me,
I asked God, but he remained silent
And wondering whether it is now
Painted the tears in your face
I was lucky that at some point,
A man like you found me,
I simply extends his hands
And thus pulls the cart out of the shit
Black hole, feeling cemetery
It smells of death, according to final destination,
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
I myself no longer recognized
It is' a while ago, but these days I carry with me
While ago, yes, I know exactly what you're talking
Is' a while ago, but I wear these scars with me,
Believe me, no light without darkness's'd give
It is' a while ago, but these days I carry with me
While ago, yes, I know exactly what you're talking
Is' a while ago, but I wear these scars with me,
Believe me, no light without darkness's'd give ...
Writer(s): Matthias Matthew Hoffmann, Daniel Wirtz
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