na, just kidding.
I’m black and blue, so beaten down for you.
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You had to drive . Look me in the eye . Whisper “don’t cry”. So I cried.
so sooooft.
(seven words to describe my 2009: the pains of being pure at heart. will see them soon again, at indietracks!)
nite funk - am i gonna make it
am i gonna make it home, from you creeps tonight?
all those close to dresden, come here tonight! (especially indiebitches and technofreaks are welcome)

a taken by trees rendition from animal collectives ‘my girls’. kind of the girly version. but quite better, i think. lovelier, at least.
there isn’t much that i feel i need
a solid soul, and the blood i bleed
but with a little cat and by my spouse
i only want a proper house
i don’t care for fancy things
or take part in the freshest way
but to provide for my mine who ask
i will work hard, on my father’s grave
on my father’s grave
i don’t mean to seem like i care about material things
like a social status
i just want four walls and adobe slabs for my boys
“weißt du warum der eine rüber will? weil da seine freundin lebt. 4000 kilometer zu fuß nur um sie zu sehen. jetzt muss er nur noch den ärmelkanal durchqueren.”