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1998
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lengte 25:78 |
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WHY SHOULD YOU number one spitting in your face a lettersword for slaughtering those days i’ts about time to kick this open door the innerfront is where I’m heading for there’s a catwalk hanging over it attack-talk I left behind the kit why should you stare stare in the gutter you better set sail for the open water why should you PRIMARY Instrumental 2SMALL new world entrance on a sunday afternoon don’t go there may results come soon it’s a matter of acceptation this vocoalminestones sometimes I feel like a canary and sad to the bone gonna drop this stops to free my highway grey white road might appear no matter what they say treshold old I’ll burn on a sunday afternoon stay right here may device come soon it may be 2 small it may pin you down white road might appear no matter what they say 
UNDERGROUND I’m underground wanna be on the ground fixing the way up on that foothill to reach the top on the bottom wanna ride the submarine the one with wings so I can walk the moon into the ashes searching for firespray may Phoenix help a little hand I’m rebuilding wasteland ESCAPE like a runaway train now under control old station in my driving-mirror I left the wagon of other-calls it also might turn into a pain-crane or a mothership or a waterplane it’s all the same as long as I can escape ADAPTATION adaptation is winking now sensation is shrinking your silvercoin pavement now covered with dust when you admit and stop at the numb-pit when you walk away from your Prince of trust FORCEBACK see me pointing out the one direction hear me also without you entering your section put a block in front and I will crash it hang a chain beyond and I will smash it this animal tree-piece can take me there and now I’m riding forceback 
MHBLOVE must have been love what I touched must have been love what I saw what I felt a raindrop burning on my skin must have been love within and now where is it now maybe slumbering waiting for another day where are you I don’t wanna know cause I’m gonna jump in this flood I go left on my raft must have been love 
COLOURED BALL somehow he stole my coloured ball this monster now in control fortunately I know in fairytales someone will go and get it back strange singing for strangers odd dumping mud fine bringing sunshine tonight this prisondoor is wide open will it still be tomorrow tonight it’s right here will it still be there tomorrow gotta find my coloured ball gotta find this coloured ball 
THIS MOVE this move made of bitterproof now melting in my sun when you reach too high sky will bring dark clouds and hide your star and hide your star then you try to ride the moonlight while you know that it’s too far and trying ends in crying and tears tell you to stop she’s not the one she’s gone so now it’s better that you drop this sack of gold was filled with sand THE ONE WAY wanna waterfalls confirming different doors for sure other shores dont pay attention I know you dislike it doesnt matter to me anymore searching different corners trying all directions I think I know my highway but Im captured in temptationlight must find out who’s in the train now I better stay on the one way SLAVE will Christmas be blissmas when this cross is lost will Easter be freerun when u-turn is crossed may today be coloured way not only alley grey oh melt down chain make a train when your slave is bossed 
SLINGSHOT I will use my slingshot otherwise I cannot without it I am lost incomplete in rust this gold can only shine when I take it from the mine I really must use it shoot my ego-stones move away the big one to see the morning sun CANYON canyon must I decent read the writings on your walls taste your water running through and use the skeletons as a ladder check the caves and take what matters or can I rent a one-way glider and join the lapwings heading south CORNERFISH when I zen and think now not then probably a little wonder occurs still welding this iron castle of steel where no one can go and everyone is there come along within the song some words you might find come on in have a swim the water is fine but you’ll never find the cornerfish everyone look around examine the drawings on the floor down the stairs escape-machines behind that door do a little stealing from the ceiling but what about this curtain this black curtain it’s hanging there there’s something behind it i’m not sure what it is in my towers private privat looking for admired pirates holding them from washing my brain ashore 
OVER it’s over little by little it slowly dies in all wonder-mirrors looks from vanity-spies releasing inner-cries I’ll step down the romance-wall no more crying in the moonlight ‘cause everytime I fall |