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from numbered by Klabautamann



When midnight comes
And she is asleep
I get up again

Despair crawls in again
I am weeping quietly in this empty room
One day you'll realize that everything hurts

Dark light shines through those cracks
Somebody is in Paris now
Drinking expensive wines
Drinking expensive wines

But I'm still waiting
Waiting for tomorrow
Waiting for a chance
And I think of all the flowers

I don’t want to see
I don’t want to feel
I don’t want to owe
I want something

We are the men
Who cannot talk
We are the men
Who cannot sleep
We are the men
Who cannot change
Desperate enough to cry

From the villages to the city
Coast to coast
Fear to despair
From the beginning to the end
We know we are all the same

We are the men
We are the fear
We are the end
We are the misery

And she's sleeping next door


from numbered, released December 17, 2021
Music: Tim Steffens - Lyrics: Thomas Hansen - Vocals: Andreas März - Synthesizer, Guitars: Tim Steffens - Bass: Gabor Schary - Drums: Marlon Drescher


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