Noise control
The sounds
They are deafening me
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A crooked smile
Life of a person
Sitting in denial
Depression of spirits
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Diese sind schon ein seltsames Worte,
ausgesprochen aus dem Mund von einer fremden,
in meinen Ohren Sie haben keine Bedeutung,
sondern ihr vielleicht etwas bedeuten
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Flittering eyes
Lay shut
For silence
While necks
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I remember my dreams
in pure aquamarine
memoirs seen
then unseen again
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I know
There's no going back from here now
Nothing to lose
Love is not found
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These problems are so systematic
What’s the point with this reaction
Maybe were both to charismatic
Or there's no more attraction
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Ello there Mr. Thornton
I'm afraid I'm obliged to say
Ello there and have a good day to you
Now I’ll be on my way
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We know that it’s all to far apart
But when we speak
Every time we talk
We light a spark
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Who am I
who are we
Why are we
Such bad people
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