I can’t feel anything
Paralyzed in the mind
Lost in my own heart
Where’s my coloring?
Come here alone
No strings
All cut off with no oxygen
A crack in the ozone
Layer up, it will be cold
Ignite my flame
Call out my name
Don’t wait until I’m old
Save your words for later
Hold me and weep
It will be okay
Everything will turn out to be greater
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Itarow Krähe 