1. |
The Hole
05:15
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Nothing’s holding me back
But this hole in my chest
And I’m so done with that
I’m so done with that
I’ll be over this mess
A ghost from the past
And I’m so done with that
Stupid hole in my chest
I’ve got to fill it up
Let me fill it up
I’ve got to fill it up
Let me fill it up
The spirit of it all
The spirit of it all
The spirit of it all
The spirit of it
The hole in my
Nothing’s holding me back
But this hole in my chest
Nothing’s holding me back
But this hole in my chest
And I’m so done with that
I’m so done with that
I’ll be over this mess
A ghost from my past
And I’m so done with that
Stupid hole in my chest
I’ve got to fill it up
Let me fill it up
I’ve got to fill it up
Let me fill it up
The spirit of it all
The spirit of it all
The spirit of it all
The spirit of it
The hole in my
Nothing’s holding me back
Let me feel holy now
Let me feel holy now
Let me feel holy now
Ey
(Let me feel holy now)
It’s slowly closing
Only moments
Let me feel holy now
It’s glowing golden
Only moments
Let me feel holy now
It’s almost over
Only moments
Let me feel holy now
Am I losing my edge
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2. |
Wish You Were Dead
04:34
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You are calling my name
So far away
It’s all in my head I know, I know
But I wish you were dead
You are calling my name
So far away
It’s all in my head I know I know
But I wish you were dead
When I closed my eyes there you are
Like no time went by
My heart over the sky
And for so long I wished you will
Come over and cry
Now I wish you would die, finally die
You are calling my name
So far away
It’s all in my head I know I know
But I wish you were dead
You are calling my name
So far away
It’s all in my head I know I know
But I wish you were dead
You cut me off like an arm or a leg
But you missed the piece that’s deep inside my head
I wish all the memories were fading into black
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, I hope you’re dead
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3. |
Soul
03:00
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I was born on the other side
Where the dreams are big but luck is bad So I shoot for the brightest star
With some money in a duffle bag
Otherwise they will break my soul
Why you think everyone looks the same And I know I couldn’t stay in line
So long, I’m on my way
You can’t hold my Soul
You can’t hold my (8x)
Hey
I won’t give my soul for this hell hole, no
hey
I would never give my soul for this hell hole, no
Hey
I won’t give my soul for this hell hole, no
I won’t give my soul for this hell hole
I was born on the other side
Where the rent is cheap n pockets flat And when I get asked for change
I just rustle with bottle caps
The police force is always right
Coz mirrors here don’t reflect
I got one hand always close to the blade Coz you’ll only see my back
You can’t hold my (8x)
Hey
I won’t give my soul for this hell hole, no
hey
I would never give my soul for this hell hole, no
Hey
I won’t give my soul for this hell hole, no
I won’t give my soul for this hell hole
Am I a coward when I’m running from this place
Am I leaving hell and finding it somewhere else
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4. |
No Compromise
04:02
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I feel scared when I open up the mail
One eye on the stairs and one foot into jail
I don’t need the fame, I just do not wanna fail
Gimme back my change, 'cause I need it for the bail
Guilty in my dreams I am
Feeling like I killed a man
I hear sirens all around
Welcome to my exit plan
I don’t compromise
I don’t compromise no compromise no
I don’t compromise
I don’t compromise no compromise no
(Compromise no compromise)
I don’t compromise
(I don’t, I don’t, I don’t)
I don’t compromise
Compromise no
Bloody red lips tell it all
Yeah, yeah
Bite marks on my hand
I don’t, I don’t, I don’t
don’t compromise, no compromise no
I don’t, I don’t, I don’t
don’t compromise, no compromise no
(I don’t, I don’t, I don’t)
Okay, let me tell you
I learned to say no when I started this
Trade a halo for a part of me,
Bye bye Barbie bunny opulence,
Whatever I could be, I had Disney in my arteries
Generation MTV, brought up by an arsonist
But I don’t follow, I don’t want no part in it
15 minute city life doesn’t sound so marvellous
15 second at a time isn’t really cutting it
I don’t compromise. no to all of it
I don’t feel it, when I see it
But Jesus you leave me starving
I am hungry and I need a bit of golden in my stomach,
They said: you shouldn’t pray to false idols
But follow the star, like they’re all liars
I don’t
Have a clear vision anymore
What grew up as a dream was rotting from the core
Copy of life, on a shelf, in a store
Plastic wrap around my neck and a price on my soul, no
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5. |
The Hole (Instrumental)
05:15
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7. |
Soul (Instrumental)
03:00
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Tom Finster Leipzig, Germany
"Heilige Muttergottes", murmelte Barbbridge hinter ihm, "hast du das gesehen, Rotfuchs?"
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