Samstag, 1. November 2008

Outta Here

You say, you got a peck of trouble.
You feel a heavy overload.
You think, you stand in front the rubble of your life.
You just see one way to cut the knot.

You wanna leave all things behind you,
You wanna reconstruct your life.
No more mistakes right from the get-go - but I guess,
You'll be gutted once that you arrive.

Outta here - you wanna soon get outta here.
Outta here - you wanna make off outta here.
Outta here - you plan your take-off outta here.
But I think you go wrong.

You say, you wanna loose connections,
Just to try with someone new.
You're looking forward to perfection and you hope
Next choice will be better than, don't you?

Changing places, names and partners
It won't modify your fear.
There's another way but harder if you try:
Start it at yourself and make it here.

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