Man don't die,
Often we rely to
Nothing but goodbyes
Time to leave
Remember the relief
Extra Sweet
A gift touched with gloves, keep care my
Love.
My friend.
Oh f*ck such an end.
No no end - new beginning.
Under the burning sun
Might have been a fast run
Entered for winning, tho.
Nomads we are.
Tenderly skinny.
Sold Out, bro.
Silence
Between to birds,
They keep the words
Inside.
Weirdness in this garden.
Love in this garden.
Insecurity. Purity.
Like a global scream.
Dreamers never learn.
Gonna burn that fire down.
No question about keep running.
You are not here. Time has stopped anyway.
Grey tears laughing about us, severe. This part sucks. This part sucks.
Right here I'm gonna stand up and run for my life. Run for my mind.
It's kind of stupid to rewind.
Blind birds can't fly.
KID BE KID - Monument [Original] Lyrics
KID BE KID - Monument [Original] Lyrics
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Man don't die,
Often we rely to
Nothing but goodbyes
Time to leave
Remember the relief
Extra Sweet
A gift touched with gloves, keep care my
Love.
My friend.
Oh f*ck such an end.
No no end - new beginning.
Under the burning sun
Might have been a fast run
Entered for winning, tho.
Nomads we are.
Tenderly skinny.
Sold Out, bro.
Silence
Between to birds,
They keep the words
Inside.
Weirdness in this garden.
Love in this garden.
Insecurity. Purity.
Like a global scream.
Dreamers never learn.
Gonna burn that fire down.
No question about keep running.
You are not here. Time has stopped anyway.
Grey tears laughing about us, severe. This part sucks. This part sucks.
Right here I'm gonna stand up and run for my life. Run for my mind.
It's kind of stupid to rewind.
Blind birds can't fly.
Often we rely to
Nothing but goodbyes
Time to leave
Remember the relief
Extra Sweet
A gift touched with gloves, keep care my
Love.
My friend.
Oh f*ck such an end.
No no end - new beginning.
Under the burning sun
Might have been a fast run
Entered for winning, tho.
Nomads we are.
Tenderly skinny.
Sold Out, bro.
Silence
Between to birds,
They keep the words
Inside.
Weirdness in this garden.
Love in this garden.
Insecurity. Purity.
Like a global scream.
Dreamers never learn.
Gonna burn that fire down.
No question about keep running.
You are not here. Time has stopped anyway.
Grey tears laughing about us, severe. This part sucks. This part sucks.
Right here I'm gonna stand up and run for my life. Run for my mind.
It's kind of stupid to rewind.
Blind birds can't fly.
Writer: Sandra Lötzsch
Copyright: Lyrics © Springstoff GmbH
Copyright: Lyrics © Springstoff GmbH