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- In the morning I´m awaken by the darkness.
- I touch my wrist to control my pulse,
- to see whether I´m still the lucky one
- or whether I already bit the dust
- day by day same awakening into the nothingness...
- None of this none of that, no reason why, nowhere to go
- nobody to talk with and nothing to talk about
- everyone is alone in themselves,
- skinny Don Quijote is saddling his Rosinanta.
- and god is a blind driver behind the steering wheel...
- I switch on the phone - answering machinge of strange feelings!
- Bad news coming like policemen by dawn!
- I´m half awake and half still in a night's pause,
- I should be smiling but I have a smile of a mickeymouse,
- Mornings should be banned!
- Some good mare in the radio is playing Chick Corea,
- it is really cheerful time like in a mausoleum
- I´m queing to become a mummy, circles under my eyes,
- pink break of the day does really move me not...
- You´re saying something about what should be done,
- our imprints on the bed are slowly getting cold,
- everything is veiled by shadow,
- by whose fault the lumberjack split us with his axe?
- Our beds are separated into two independent states!
- Decorations at walls are like border wires!
- It will not come in sleep, sleep is sweet faint,
- there used to be a love in me but now there is nothing but empty wrath!
- Wires should be banned!
- That damned hour, the minute, the short moment,
- when things are not black but nor are white,
- when there is no more dark but not sunlight eighter,
- awarness is a pain without the blisfull anesthesis.
- My pulse is wild and I feel stabs in the groin,
- to fall asleep to free the mind,
- on the knees I´m listening your tears,
- it is too late for living and to early to die.
- What used to be yesterday is now as if it has never been
- coffee is drunk and there is none
- things that you don´t want to happen will happen though
- and bread with butter always falls by its wrong side the ground
- Butter should be banned!
- You are speaking of hope and your words are roving
- just like a spy satellite around a planet
- to undress pyjamas is relatively easy
- for 20 years I have been talking and now I feel like
- being just quiet
- From a poster on the toilet, a fat pig waves me while water rushes around,
- Everything's said, and carried away into the septic, I'm just left here, to breath a few more moments..
- I touch my wrist and it is already tommorow outside!
- Clock signal a new morning,
- I´m half awake and half still in a night's pause,
- i should be smiling but I have a smile of a mickeymouse!
- Love should be banned!
- In the morning I´m awaken by the darkness
- I touch my wrist to control my pulse
- to see whether I´m still the lucky one
- or whether I already bit the dust
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