I am bleeding sunshine.
I am eptying my veines.
And when I'm done bleeding sunshine
Thins song will break my chaines.
Your gaze completes my being.
But I'll make you gaze in vain.
I illumintate with fiction
The truth darkness cannot explain.
America is flowing, slowly exiting my veins
I am giddy, cold, and glowing
And this song will break my chaings.
The chains of I-I-I-I-I-IDENTITY!
The chains of I-I-I-I-I-IDENTITY!
The chains of I-I-I-I-I-IDENTITY!
Why don't you want to be around your own people?
The key to the real is finally in my hand
And now your expectation are exiting my veins
The key to the real is finally in my hand
And now your expectations are flowing out my veins
His the wall, free at last
Hit the wall, free at last.
I am the 20th century reincarnate
Hit the wall, free at last.
The 20th century coming home
Covered in mud
And missing a shoe
Child, what's become of you? Haven't you got any sense? x3
Nein my momma. Nein my momma. Nein my momma. Nein my momma. Nein my momma Nein momma Nein mommamomma ma ma ma ma!
Mutti, bist du da? Hallo. Mutti, kannst du ein bischen Geld for me sendin? Mutti? Halllooo?
Wir haben ein bad connection. Wir haben ein bad connection. Wir haben ein bad connection connection connection connection!!
Why don't you want to be around your own people?
My pain and my ego once stood at opposing ends.
But they met up in Berlin
Now they're the best of friends
And now I am drained of your expectations
I was instructed from the start to let my pain fuck my ego and I called the bastard art.
PAIN.
EGO.
ART!
PAIN.
EGO.
ART!
I let my
(Pain)
Fuck my
(Ego)
And I
(Called the bastard)
Art!
I let my
(Pain)
Fuck my
(Ego)
And I
(Called the bastard)
Art!
I let my
(Pain)
Fuck my
(Ego)
And I
(Called the bastard)
Art!