Sinking into my awareness. Realizing what's been done. I've taken a life and mine for granted. Neither planned or in passion. Riddled with guilt and crazy panic.
Ich frag mich oft, wie wird es sein, mit wem bin ich zusammen, oder bin ich allein? Die Frage nach dem Sinn - hor auf damit! Die Sache ist so alt und Du kaust damit! Doch mal im Ernst uberlegst Du nie, wie werd ich aussehn, werd ich'n Spie'ervieh? Ich glaube, Nein! - und wenn es so ware? Dann hast Du was verpeilt in Deiner eigenen Sphare. Fragen, die sich jeder stellt - was mach ich heut, was morgen - Fragen, um die sich alles dreht - denn wer wei' schon wie's weiter geht. Es bringt nichts sie zu hinterfragen, denn niemand kann Dir wirklich sagen: wo fuhrt es hin, wann hort es auf, wie nimmt das Schicksal seinen Lauf? 21 Jahre alt und schon so planlos - ja steh ich denn im Wald? Ohne Ziel ist das auch so'n Ding Mann - ja, ja ich wei', es liegt alles bei mir Mann. Es ist trotzdem ein Schei? Gefuhl, nicht zu wissen, lohnt sich uberhaupt die Muh'. Ja Alter! So ist das Leben - eben - die Ungewi'heit wird es immer geben! Fragen, die sich jeder stellt - was mach ich heut, was morgen zahlt? Fragen, um die sich alles dreht, denn wer wei' schon wie's weitergeht. Es bringt nichts zu hinterfragen, denn niemand kann Dir wirklich sagen: wo fuhrt es hin, wann hort es auf, wie nimmt das Schicksal seinen Lauf?.
Beatsteaks vs. Turbostaat. . Eine kleine Stadt,. die Huser viel zu klein. und bis oben hin voll gestopft mit Trumen und mit Hoffnungskram.. Auf der zu kleinen Strae.
You always see the negative, you always say, the world is shit, you make me blind, what the fuck, did you expect? Get out of my way! Your attitude is very cool, you're nothing but a dumpshit fool this is my life and I have no time for this, so leave me the fuck alone! Get out of my way!.
Without you nothing works. Without you days turn always black. You'll always be there for me. You make me feel that I'm not alone. . You pick me up. You catch my fall.
What's coming up, don't worry about. I breathe in, you breathe out. Can't get enough, can't give it up. I care a lot, you'll never stop. . To act up, scream and shout.
Watching love drifting away. And I feel like I'm someone else. The hurting is rough. Long are the days. And you have hurt me enough. . You're scared to be loved.
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Candelabra snuffed prey - silhouette wedded. Nightfall take my hand. Seduce me with silky timbred limbs. Grant me thy dark command. Over the peaks framing tapestries.
Candelabra snuffed prey - silhouette wedded. Nightfall take my hand. Seduce me with silky timbred limbs. Grant me thy dark command. Over the peaks framing tapestries.
Pour submission into me. No church shall bar our paths. Seductive evil drink.... your fill of the bleeding christ in your arms. . Where scorn is fed in the blackest fucking soul!.
Two thousand fattened years like maniacs. Have despoiled our common grave. Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs. From the cradle to enslave?. . Sickle constellations.
Forgive me Father, I have sinned. Darkness put her painted claws in me again. Her vision drowns like service wine. Whispered kisses so divine. I was blessed but now I've come undone.
Forgive me Father, I have sinned. Darkness put her painted claws in me again. Her vision drowns like service wine. Whispered kisses so divine. I was blessed but now I've come undone.
Forgive me Father, I have sinned. Darkness put her painted claws in me again. Her vision drowns like service wine. Whispered kisses so divine. I was blessed but now I've come undone.
Welcome with a stench of misadventure. Libertines and sibling things a grim. Slither forth through the gateway's hissing denture. . The moon, one up on the chateau battlements.
"You stand before this court, accused of heresy and witch craft. How do you plead?". . "Not guilty!". . "Guilty!". . Our tongues they could not silence with their malicious lies.
"You stand before this court, accused of heresy and witch craft. How do you plead?". . "Not guilty!". . "Guilty!". . Our tongues they could not silence with their malicious lies.
There hides a secret. Deeply twined inside of her mind. A tried and confined egret. That pines to fly south. To this mouth of mine. . Pity. . Too long have these emotions.
Have you run your fingers down the wall. And have you felt your neck skin crawl. When you're searching for the light?. Sometimes when you're scared to take a look.