Month: October 2017

Keine Lust

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Ich habe keine Lust mich nicht zu hassen
Hab’ keine Lust mich anzufassen
Ich hätte Lust zu onanieren
Hab’ keine Lust es zu probieren
Ich hätte Lust mich auszuziehen
Hab’ keine Lust mich nackt zu sehen

Ich hätte Lust mit großen Tieren
Hab’ keine Lust es zu riskieren
Hab’ keine Lust vom Schnee zu gehen
Hab’ keine Lust zu erfrieren, oh

Ich habe keine Lust etwas zu kauen
Denn ich hab’ keine Lust es zu verdauen
Hab keine Lust mich zu wiegen
Hab keine Lust im Fett zu liegen

Ich hätte Lust mit großen Tieren
Hab’ keine Lust es zu riskieren
Hab’ keine Lust vom Schnee zu gehen
Hab’ keine Lust zu erfrieren

Ich bleibe einfach liegen
Und wieder zähle ich die Fliegen
Lustlos fasse ich mich an, und merke dann
Ich bin schon lange kalt, so kalt
Mir ist kalt, so kalt, mir ist kalt…

Hurt

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I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain, the only thing that’s real
The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away, but I remember everything

What have I become, my sweetest friend?
Everyone I know goes away in the end
You could have it all, my empire of dirt
I will let you down, I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of shit, upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time, the feelings disappear
You are someone else, I am still right here

What have I become my sweetest friend?
Everyone I know goes away in the end
You could have it all, my empire of dirt
I will let you down, I will make you hurt

If I could start again, a million miles away
I would keep myself, I would find a way

Between the Bars

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Drink up, baby, stay up all night
With the things you could do, you won’t but you might
The potential you’ll be that you’ll never see
The promises you’ll only make

Drink up with me now and forget all about
The pressure of days, do what I say
And I’ll make you okay and drive them away
The images stuck in your head

People you’ve been before that you
Don’t want around anymore
That push and shove and won’t bend to your will
I’ll keep them still

Drink up, baby, look at the stars
I’ll kiss you again, between the bars
Where I’m seeing you there, with your hands in the air
Waiting to finally be caught

Drink up one more time and I’ll make you mine
Keep you apart, deep in my heart
Separate from the rest, where I like you the best
And keep the things you forgot

People you’ve been before that you
Don’t want around anymore
That push and shove and won’t bend to your will
I’ll keep them still

Minority

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I want to be the minority
I don’t need your authority
Down with the moral majority
‘Cause I want to be the minority

I pledge allegiance to the underworld
One nation under dog
There of which I stand alone
A face in the crowd
Unsung, against the mold
Without a doubt
Singled out
The only way I know

‘Cause I want to be the minority
I don’t need your authority
Down with the moral majority
‘Cause I want to be the minority

Stepped out of the line
Like a sheep runs from the herd
Marching out of time
To my own beat now
The only way I know

One light, one mind
Flashing in the dark
Blinded by the silence of a thousand broken hearts
“For crying out loud” she screamed unto me
A free for all
Fuck ’em all
You’re on your own side

‘Cause I want to be the minority
I don’t need your authority
Down with the moral majority
‘Cause I want to be the minority

Don’t Run

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Morty: Hey, uh, y-you doing okay? I kind of know how you feel, Summer.
Summer: No, you don’t. You’re the little brother. You’re not the cause of your parents’ misery. You’re just a symptom of it.
Morty: Can I show you something?
Summer: Morty, no offense, but a drawing of me you made when you were eight isn’t gonna make me feel like less of an accident.
Morty: That, out there? That’s my grave.
Summer: Wait, what?
Morty: On one of our adventures, Rick and I basically destroyed the whole world, so we bailed on that reality and we came to this one. Because in this one, the world wasn’t destroyed. And in this one, we were dead. So we came here, a-a-and we buried ourselves, and we took their place. And every morning, Summer, I eat breakfast 20 yards away from my own rotting corpse.
Summer: So, you’re not my brother?
Morty: I’m better than your brother. I’m a version of your brother you can trust when he says ‘don’t run’. Nobody exists on purpose, nobody belongs anywhere, everybody’s gonna die. Come watch TV.

Rick and Morty S01E08

Nice Guys Finish Last

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Nice guys finish last
You’re running out of gas
Your sympathy will get you left behind
Sometimes you’re at your best
When you feel the worst
You feel washed up like piss gone down the drain

Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I’m insane
I’m so fucking happy I could cry
Every joke can have its truth but now the joke’s on you
I never knew you’re such a funny guy