Luyện nghe bài hát Himbeergeist On Mountain Roads

I kiss the glass of dead end,
Until everyday tastes little bit better,
I keep on broken sleep and steady nightmares,
My bottle's a hole in my pocket,
up again and again,
And so I whisper a tear to myself,
It's always lonely on side of hell.

I've never anything into my lungs,
Yet my liver never weathered quite a storm this,
I'm in a place, restless, cause now my is spent,
back from slurred shit,
I'm tired of feeling pathetic, help me,
a little faith in me,
Before I slip and try to a disappearing act,
I'm trapped,
Another day with the same in my hand,
I miss the taste a crave I can't stand,
back into that place,
My family is telling me their me become another man,
Please stop with your accusing, I'm better than you I am,
And it's sad to say I'm seeing days in my past,
I'm living in this silence like it's the only person to in,
Life became a disguise tried to comfort me in violence,
And now I'm floating through soft keys,
alcoholic dreams into my sleep.

The silence keeps telling me to close my eyes,
please, have a little faith in me,
I'm drowning trying to to see the sunrise,
I'm screaming soft, but its enough,
(Until everyday just a little bit better)

Shave my fucking clean like skinhead,
I'd be feared, i hate the attention,
But id be feared, id rather bring fear,
Because I'm and I'm nervous,
I've to never drink it away,
I'll drink it away, only drink it away,
When the water passes my head,
And that bright liquid, lick my lips,
Melancholy sickness, my lids,
To my heart beats rhythm, my lips,
Relax, the listens,
Closet of photo albums, I naked, they watch,
Water drips to the floor, shaved and a rainbow rosary,
watch, faggot's.

The silence keeps telling me to just my eyes,
Someone please, have a little in me,
I'm drowning to fight to see the sunrise,
I'm soft, but its never enough,
(Until everyday tastes a little bit better)

I just watch the sips cost, I'm not a loss,
So please this before I get lost in it,
I'm grabbing for in women that can't handle it,
I'm wasting my on all these bright eyes,
I'm an addict of affection,
I keep for the angel's voices in static,
But I'm just noises,
My are catching tragedies,
And I'm just praying for safety,
And so I whisper to the for someone to talk to,
I've been a fool too many times, but I'm to get it right,
When I die I better a piece of paradise,
If not I'll take my and burn down the skies,
I'm riding on the passenger side through a road,
Lost in the hope that I have to come home.

The silence keeps me to just close my eyes,
Someone please, have a little in me,
I'm trying to fight to see the sunrise,
I'm soft, but its never enough,
(Until everyday tastes a little bit better)

I kiss the glass of dead end,
Until everyday just tastes a bit better.