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teenage death
we’ve come so far
a pile of dog shit
a burning heart
all our bruises
all our bliss
gone by tomorrow
i promise
teenage death
an eye for an eye
this used to be
the time of my life
sing songs of toxic and love loss
we looked so fancy on the mugshots
like a comedy of odds and ends
we're the only fun in town
sprayed walls, thrashed rear view mirrors
we behave like hooligans
we only dress in black
misfit like weeds in the pavement cracks
caught up in continuous descent
so up to the hills and sing
along to the highway noise
you are forever my best friend
and now the world will end but i don't care
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leave me humming
like an engine running
the beat is lulling
soon I'll fall asleep
the days gather dust
a life ahead of us
i'm being so petty
with all my feels
how many days together
till we're all scattered?
it doesn't matter
not to me
ain't it easy
are we not lucky
don't we have reason
to celebrate
ain't it easy
pinch me baby
before it's all just
memory
we met out in the woods
i took the long way home that night
alone on my bike
through the sleeping suburbs
i laid down in the grass
my clothes got wet and cold
so this is how it ends
i wish i could have cried
heat kills in august
the rolling hills in august
get stoned in august
leave home in august
get a job in august
fall in love in august
get stoned in august
leave home in august
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3. |
Skit 1
01:00
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die stadt leuchtet hell, dass der nachthimmel in sanftes orange getaucht wird, unterbrochen von schwarzen kiefern, stromleitungen, laternen und keine sterne.
unter den kapuzen bildet unser atem kleine wolken, regen schlägt uns ins gesicht und in der vermummten stille des abends hallen unsere schreie und unser gelächter über das feld, zerreißen die eiskalte luft, mischen sich ordinär in die nächtliche andacht und klingen so verboten und blind, aber wir wissen es ja nicht besser, wir königskinder, wir schönen schwachen, die keine stille kennen und nichts anderes können als lachen und das zu ertragen.
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how was the summer?
the air in my room gets stale
head full of flowers
sun-kissed but still so pale
how were the hours
when cold water chilled the heat?
when candles pushed the stars aside
when we were hiding in the trees
and i never knew how good it feels to be naked
and i never knew how you would feel
but where is all the cozy warmth now?
i'm missing all my lucky stars now
how was the summer?
my love for you gets stale
it's the oddest springtime
i feel a soft warm breeze
just got over christmas
on to new year's eve
warm bodies
steaming in the cold
how was the summer
my love for you gets stale
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5. |
Perfect Boy
07:50
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lazy talker
frequent smoker
but always there for a cup o'tea
kinda cute of a glare but
desperately needs a haircut
you look behind him as he leaves
ain't he the perfect boy
ain't he the perfect boy
ain't he the perfect boy for you?
movie star style
sweet soft brown eyes
the smell of cum and caffeine
you may make him smile but
you won't make him talk
so familiar yet so strange
ain't he the perfect boy...
but everything you say
everything you do
is irrelevant
to him
i am the perfect boy
i am the perfect boy
i am the perfect boy 4 u
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6. |
Skit 2
01:00
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alpha 29 bis meine knochen staub sind, bis alles in mir taub ist, bis alles in mir rausch ist. ich hätte nie gedacht, dass es so laut ist, das rascheln von laub, der klang der eigenen schritte im schnee, der eigene atem und wenn du neben mir schläfst.
manchmal fühlt es sich so an, als ob in jeder nächsten sekunde einfach die zeit zu ende wäre, und dann nichts mehr. einfach gar nichts mehr, überhaupt nichts. und das macht jede sekunde so unerträglich intensiv, dass ich schmerzen habe. alle farben so grell, jede berührung verursacht gänsehaut, jedes geräusch ist unglaublich laut und ich kann es schon fast nicht mehr spüren, meine nerven liegen blank und ich werde ungeduldig, wann es denn nun kommt, das nichts.
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7. |
We Can Be Friends
10:00
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shake shake
little baby
everybody's acting crazy
when you bathe
in spit and hair
leave your mark
anywhere
on my clothes
on my skin
i hear you breathe
i sleep in pins
come come
another one
guess we are cool
don't get me wrong
soothe me
let me be certain
what is underneath
those curtains
don't talk
don't say a word
just give me something
of your spellwork
hush hush
run for cover
got no friend
got no lover
got no one in the world to tell
that i can think of nothing else
april in france
on a balcony
the streetlights
of mantes-la-jolie
lake wallendorf
in a van
a thunderstorm
the promised land
some august night
drunk and bored
the summer flood
september in osor
my sweetest trap
my comfy bed
my secret thing
my spiderweb
shake shake
little baby
everybody's acting crazy
when you bathe
in spit and hair
leave your mark
anywhere
on my clothes
on my skin
i hear you breathe
i sleep in pins
come come
another one
guess we are cool
don't get me wrong
my sweetest trap
my comfy bed
my secret thing
my spiderweb
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Voltaic Freiberg, Germany
09/2014:
"No U.F.O.s; Empty Skies Apart From Starlight"
02/2016:
"Venus Christ"
10/2018:
"We Can Be Friends"
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