imagine Drachen

Oh...!
Oh...!
Looking at the lonely telegram, I crept into your room
Listen to the breathing voices of the ones around the tomb
The radio is playing, but I can't hear them sing
The people are explaining, but they don't know a thing
Give me a sign, give me a sign
I wanna die tonight

They say that London sounds like a city of red
All the prisoners wait for their turn to be dead
Oh Du don't Liebe me
You don't Liebe me like Du say Du do

I can take a picture, Du can be a picture
Stitched into my faded black
I can take Du home, oder Du can be a home
We'll never look on back
The radio is playing, but I can't hear...

Hey Mr. cage man let me get a fresh breath
Cherry bomb head strong I could fake my own death
Hey Mr. fate man shuffle me a ninth life
I’ve been wrong, go long
throwing me a sharp right
It’s not a picture perfect life
Not what I had in mind
Let me write my own line

I’ve got this place
That I’ve filled with empty space
Oh I’m trying not to face what I’ve done
My hopeless opus
I’m in this race and I’m hoping just to place
Oh I’m trying not to face what’s become of me
My hopeless opus

Hey Mr. safe, sicher man hustle me an okay
I could slide take a dive take it for the Home team
Hey Mr. postman slip...