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When I Was Home
02:57
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when I was home for just four days
I drove to this old familiar place
I picked you up in my mothers car
and we pretend that nothing has changed
but in the gaps between our words everything screams
you’re a truly different person now
and I don’t know you anymore
and in the following night I turned away
always forward never backwards is what they say
when I was home for just tree days
to see my parents brand new place
they decided to sell the house
cause they don’t need this kind of space
so everything has changed
but my mothers she’s still the same
she always manages to open up old wounds
and in the following fight I turned away
always forward never backwards
when I was home for just two days
I met this girls that I once chased
spent the night in a cheap motel
but its not the same as yesterdays
in the morning i felt sick because i made her cheat
yeah just no sexual excitement is worth that shit
and in the morning light I turned away
always forward never backwards
when I was home for just a day
I barely recognized this place
theres nothing left for me here
so I decided to go back
and in the following fight I turned away
and in the following night I turned away
ans in the morning light I turned away
always forward never backwards
always forward never backwards
always forward never backwards
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Goodbye Kansas
05:13
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goodbye Kansas hello emptiness
this is the longest road that I have ever taken
when life is passing by like a 14 hour drive
and nothing stays but some blurry pictures through the windshield
I still find it on my mind
the places I have been
all the things I left behind
Oh I could do so many things
if I only had the time or the money or the power
to overcome myself
I think its time for me to let go
I think its time for me to let go
so goodbye Kansas hello emptiness
this is the longest road that I have ever taken
when life is passing by like a 14 hour drive
and nothing stays but some blurry pictures through the windshield
and when I'm gone im missing home
is this where I belong
or is it just familiarity
if I took all of my time and hurried up
will my accomplishments ever be enough
if I kept my head clean just for a while
could let go off this urge of turning everything inside out again
I think its time for me to let go
so goodbye Kansas hello emptiness
and the Colorado stateline like a metaphor
for ups and downs
for things to come
for hills and valleys
that I needed so deerly
so goodbye Kansas
I'll set the countdown back to null
and say I'm alright with where I am today -
(moving on to better days)
without a compass without a map
with no knowledge of future paths
I think im ready to give up
on looking back or too far ahead
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3. |
20k
03:09
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We Are Never Really Safe Berlin, Germany
"We Are Never Really Safe" is the monicker of Singer/Songwriter Christian Radmann from Berlin, Germany. The songs are settled somewhere between Folk, Indie and Pop with a lot of acoustic guitars. Chris says "Hello!"
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