Texty:
Stills The In The End

Dream, chasing You followed the sun across Mountains and oceans and cities And small towns Stopped in, some place They're glad they've met you Their

Dream, chasing You followed the sun across Mountains and oceans and cities And small towns Stopped in, some place They're glad they've met you Their

we're still lost, yeah, we're still lost But we're still lost, we're still lost But we're still lost, yeah, we're still lost But we're still lost, we

I?ll keep my faith alive Cause this is paradise or parricide I can?t believe this sight Streets full of blank faces and junky eyes The streets won?t sleep

You can have it all, I ain't got the heart to fight, no. Total exhaustion, complete breakdown. For that's all I am, apologies in full, please leave me

Es gibt Erinnerungen an dich, SchA¶n wie der Tod es ist. Und dort kann auch nur der Ort liegen, Wo der schmale Fluss der Wirklichkeit In das weite Meer

me what I need Don't tell me how I need to feel I feel goddamn nothing Dig the eyes out of my face And I can still see right fucking through you Fuck

Deine Worte gleiten in den Morgen In einen zarten rosa Schleier Der sich uber der Natur erhebt Verblassen sie und schweigen stille Nur die Sehnsucht meiner

You can have it all, I ain't got the heart to fight, no. Total exhaustion, complete breakdown. For the asshole I am, apologies in full, please leave me