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Disconnect Me
02:57
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Don't it seem so pathetic
All these feelings that cling to our skin
The silence is broken now
The more we let out the more we keep in
It's all broadcast by a few keystrokes
It all looks the same in the end you know
Do you miss the time when you could catch up
No need to declare what you were thinking about
Please sing it with me if you don't need to see
Disconnect me
And we work for them now
five hundred million we do it for free
Cause who really needs their privacy
When there's nothing to see
They make research you know
Statistics and many'a thesis
Graphs over time
And emotions in staples
But you have the option to not take part
To stand on your own when you're left behind
Do you miss the time when you could catch up
No need to declare what you were thinking about
Please sing it with me if you don't need to see
Disconnect me
Staring at your life through the looking glass
See yourself at every corner
Are you bored cause i'm bored with this
And I don't know what to do
Do you miss the time when you could catch up
No need to declare what you were thinking about
Please sing it with me if you don't need to see
Disconnect me
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Echoes
03:42
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I finally let go, when something else slipped
Right through my fingers and out of my grasp
My heart skipped
I don't know your intentions
When you speak about the past
If you're looking to tear at old wounds when you're just scratching scars
By all means speak your mind, but speak from the heart.
What could I mean to you?
After so long apart
Don't mention my name
Cause I'll hear the echoes
These are my last words for you
And so everyone here knows
This thing is over, you don't speak for me
We´re strangers now, like we´ve always been
You say you'd like to be friends, my friend where have you been? When I broke up in pieces again, well where were you then?
I know that I asked, for you to leave me alone.
But you missed so much and I can't explain without going down again.
Just pretend you don't know me, after all it's mostly true. I don't want anything, and I have nothing for you.
Don't mention my name
Cause I'll hear the echoes
These are my last words for you
And so everyone here knows
This thing is over, you don't speak for me
We´re strangers now, like we´ve always been
So would you keep, it all to yourself?
Leave what we had behind,
When you're talking to my friends?
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3. |
Drag Me Down
03:54
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Circus
04:29
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We're all messed up again
Nice to see we still can
One falls down and soon come the others
Down in the dirt, we're all brothers
Have another one
It's only just begun
You can't regret what you don't remember
I have no regrets, since september
All I know is I don't want it to end now
I should look forwards but I don't know how
This is a circus and we´re doing alright
This is a circus and we´re doing just fine
So the night is still young
And we're still singing this song
Just keep on going without a care
It's all a bit blurry but the gang's all here
And as we go thru the night
With blurry-eyed sight
We raise our glasses to the sky
For all the years we've lived this life
This is a circus and we´re doing alright
This is a circus and we´re doing just fine
This place is a circus, but I feel at home
Out here in the circus, we're never alone
We're all clowns here so laugh while you can
Before you leave you'll understand
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