1. |
The Sculpture
02:45
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I awoke at night, couldn’t sleep at all
I fought a fight, with a picture on the wall
Scared about the future, I fear more than the worst
I dreamed of a sculpture, that came about to burst
Now I can clearly see - the sculpture was me
Me in my nightmare
I awoke from a voice, that spoke so gently
It asked for my choice – Who I want to be?
Like an inflamed suture, I think I am cursed
I dreamed of a sculpture, that came about to burst
Now I can clearly see - the sculpture was me
Me in my nightmare, fightin‘ alone
Me in my nightmare, walkin‘ alone
So it stands there, all alone in the park
No one pays attention, waitin‘ for the dark
It’s covered with shit, only loved by doves
Whatever tomorrow brings, nothin‘ it does
Me in my nightmare, fightin‘ alone
Me in my nightmare, walkin‘ alone
Now i can clearly see the sculpture
I can clearly see it was me
I can clearly see the sculpture
I can clearly see - it was me
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2. |
Who I Am
04:02
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Take my hand and dance with me
Just feel your dancing feet
And we’ll get lost in this melody
And jump across the street
This is the moment we could change your mind
Or possibly we only waste our time
I can’t predict
What we will find
But you won’t know
If you’ll never try
Let me show you who I am
Behind my eyes
Get your coat and take my hand
And we’ll try to fly
I don’t own an expensive car
But I don’t go by train
And I can walk very far
Come on we’ll change our lanes
This is the moment we could change your mind
Or possibly we only waste our time
I can’t predict
What we will find
But you won’t know
If you’ll never try
Let me show you who I am
Behind my eyes
Get your coat and take my hand
And we’ll try to fly
Someone made me feel
Who I really am
I’m a sailor with no sea
I realized I am free
I’m breaking free
I’m breaking free
I’m breaking free
Let me show you who I am
Behind my eyes
Get your coat and take my hand
And we’ll try to fly
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3. |
Personal Change
03:02
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Thank you my friend – Thank you my friend
Thank you my foe – My foe
You opened up my mind – My mind
Even though I’m not like I used to be
Like I used to be
I’m not the man I wanna be, but I like myself the way I am
(The way I am)
And all the feelings that I feel, belong to me
And all the signs I ignore – I ignore
Force me to crawl – Fucking crawl
And all the pain inside – Inside
I cannot lose, I’ll win my fight
I will win my fight
I’m not the man I wanna be, but I like myself the way I am
(The way I am)
And all the feelings that I feel, belong to me
- Solo –
I’m not the man I wanna be, but I like myself the way I am
(The way I am)
And all the feelings that I feel, belong to me
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You made a fool of me
You played with my heart
Fuck you and let it bleed
It’s meant to break apart
I trusted you and ignored my sense
Now I am drowning, in your lies
I feel so weak, try to regain my strength
But finally I realize
You’re no angel, I have taken it for a spell
You’re no devil, but my love burns in hell
My love burns in hell
I’m cravin’ for some sleep
The feeling tortures me
My whole ship starts to leak
And sinks in eternity
I trusted you and ignored my sense
Now I am drowning, in your lies
I feel so weak, try to regain my strength
But finally I realize
You’re no angel, I have taken it for a spell
You’re no devil, but my love burns in hell
My love burns in hell
My body is healthy, but I am all in pain
I haven’t slept for more than six days
And now I’m cryin’ all in vain
I don’t recognize my own face
- Solo -
My body is healthy, but I am all in pain
I haven’t slept for more than six days
And now I’m crying all in vain
I don’t recognize my own face
My body is healthy, but I am all in pain
I haven’t slept for more than six days
And now I’m crying all in vain
I don’t recognize my own face
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