face The world goes away I'm walking on the red snow of the East I can see monstrous shapes under the ice Wriggling in paroxysm of pain In agony, madness and rage Memory
Übersetzung: Drag-On. Memory.
memory It's a new path that we trod They say low wages are a reality If we want to compete abroad My cruel weapons have been put on the shelf Come sit
: [Samples from the film "The Dead", an adaptation of James Joyce's short story from his book] "Six o'clock on a Christmas morning..." "And for what
shame you had to break the heart You could have counted on but the last thing you need is another ...Episode of blonde Revolving like a jeweller's figure on
: (As feat. On "The Rain Was Falling On That Day"compilation) "Come on man, there you go" Take my shoes and bury them With sand and paper and broken
for the easy way? Was it you who was wrong?.. To care.. Those things in life drag you to the ground, While they?ve walked away, a fake smile on their
: Shut it all down The facts and the memories I have been running around inside on this borrowed time The medical poison It stabilizes and drags me back
'm on a list Everbody wants to give a shit outta me, I won't give it but I'll give ambivalence I gotta memory box cause my memory blocks me, from remembering
high - high - high - high" (Every day) "I get high - high - high - high" (Every night) "I get HIGH on your memory, HIGH on your memory" (All the time) "HIGH on your memory
WERE ALL, YOU ALONE AND NO ONE ELSE YOU WERE MEANT FOR ME WHEN MORNING COMES AGAIN I HAVE THE LONELINESS YOU LEFT ME EACH DAY DRAGS BY UNTIL FINALLY MY TIME DESCENDS ON
4, 3, 2, 1, fun Echoes knocking on locked doors All the laughter from before I'd rather live out on the street Than in this haunted memory I've called
You alone, you alone and no one else, you were meant for me. When morning comes once more I have the loneliness you left me. Each day drags by until finally night time descends on
: A million footsteps, this left foot drags behind my right But I keep walking, from daybreak 'til the falling night And as days turn into weeks and
have to get hit Where was I, what time was it You were supposed to get older with me On stage, hands on shoulders with me Coppin' them Range Rovers with me Sittin' on
take those tired souls if I?m resting peaceful then. So hold on, hold on. These monsters will keep you afloat. Just hold on, hold on. Let go. Let
sisters locked down For all my peoples incarcerated, for those who ain't make it Yo, in the housing, thousands seen early graves Victims of wordly ways, memories
