Beauty Comes With Dark Thoughts

Streetlamp -
The sound of my blood



My blood is running out
I see it stain the ground
My deathbed is made of concrete
They left me on the ground
I only hear the sound
Of my own body as it weeps

I don't have to fear
'Cause you're the next one, dear
And everyone will go through it
With less or more of pain
Insane or sometimes sane
It only matters what he did

Chorus:
I stand on the rooftop of the world
and start to fly - reach the ground
Someday I'll be able to find words
but now I'm covered with the sound
Of my blood...

The picture they remain
Swasticas in the pain
And chains pulling away my feet
I don't know how they chose
My face, my eyes my clothes
Or they just chose the one they'd meet

Chorus

I don't have any fear
'Cause you're the next one dear
And everyone will go through it
With less ore more of pain
Insane or sometimes sane
It only matters what he did
I don't have that much fear
He is the next one, dear
And everyone will go through it
With less ore more of pain
Insane or sometimes sane
It only matters what he did

You won't believe my fear
You're all the next ones, dear
And everyone will go through it
With less or more of pain
Insane or sometimes sane
It only matters what he did

Chorus


Text: Till Auener
Musik: Till Auener, Caspar Pohl, Martin Bober

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