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Sand
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Everyone seems to have me figured out
Atleast in the moments where I'm messing up
Everyone seems to have me figured out, but myself
I have hardly even figured out who I want to be.
Pretty and ugly and all inbetween.
Never again, but maybe one more time.
I want it often, want it seldom.
I know what i want, I dont know a thing
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Feels like i am made out of sand
I build up high and fall apart at times.
Finding myself in someplace completly different
Where i can start again, stronger then yesterday.
Feels like i am made out of sand
I build my walls up by my own hand
Tear them down and try something else
So that i can start all over, bigger next time.
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Just when i thought I had found home
Im packing my bags all over again
I dont want anything easy
Have to boldly try new paths
Strong and weak and all inbetween.
Never again, but maybe one more time
I dont have a choice, i have to choose
I know what i want, i dont know a thing
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Feels like i am made out of sand
I build up high and fall apart at times.
Finding myself in someplace completly different
Where i can start again, stronger then yesterday.
Feels like i am made out of sand
I build my walls up by my own hand
Tear them down and try something else
So that i can start all over, bigger the next time.
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Honestly, is there anyone who's whole?
Honestely, is there someone out there who's never made mistakes?
Honestly, Is there anyone out there who's managed to live a happy life, with an exterior of stone?
Honestly, honestly?
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It feels like we're made of sand.
We build up high and fall apart at times
So we find ourselves somewhere
Where we can start again, stronger tomorrow
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24.11.2024
EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS
An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.
Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.
At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.
When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.
Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.
24.11.2024
I will Win (I Wanna Be a Hero) credits version
Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page
I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!
24.11.2024
Heavenly clouds
Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.
Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?
No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.
24.11.2024
The solitary man of the night
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips