Lang ists her als ich das Letze mal im Sumpf war, deswegen möchte ich diesmal gleich 2 Texte posten, das beim ersten Text kein Interpret steht ist absicht, da dieser Text von mir stammt.
Stuck
[Verse 1]
left is right and top is down my mind's been messed around
the thoughts of you have gone away at least that's what I say
but you know that it's a lie and I would rather cry
cause I can't believe this is true I don't know what to do
this doesn't make any sense but the pain is so intense
that I want to walk away but I cant...
[Chorus]
because I'm stuck between me and you
between everything you meant to me
so that I'm to blind to see what's the best for me...
[Verse 2]
and the best is what I wanted instead I'm feeling haunted
cause nothing turned out right especially not tonight
you didn't look into my eyes to say your last goodbyes
I didn't know what's on your mind I just know I'm not that kind
who takes all the blame and leaves you the fame
so common say my name cause this is no game
can't you feel this is real this is pain
[Chorus]
and I'm stuck between me and you
between everything you meant to me
so that I'm to blind to see what's the best for me...
[Whatever]
but I know I can go on my own
it's probably the best way
to face the day
now I see how it feels to be free
and I like it's taste
to sweeten my day
understand that it's you and not me
who made the mistakes
in rejecting the truth
[Final Chorus]
I'm not stuck between me and you
between everything you meant to me
I'm not to blind to see you're not the best for me.
The Ataris - So Long, Astoria
It was the first snow of the season
I can almost see you breathing
In the middle of that empty street
Sometimes I still see myself
In that lonesome bedroom
Playing my guitar and singing
Songs of hope for a better future
Life is only as good as the memories we make
And I'm taking back what belongs to me
Polaroids of classrooms unattended
These relics of remembrance
Are just like shipwrecks
Only they're gone faster than the smell after it rains
Last night while everyone was sleeping
I drove through my old neighborhood
And resurrected memories from ashes
We said that we would never fit in
When we were really just like them
Does rebellion ever make a difference?
Life is only as good as the memories we make
And I'm taking back what belongs to me
Polaroids of classrooms unattended
These relics of remembrance
Are just like shipwrecks
Only they're gone faster than the smell after it rains
So long, Astoria
I found a map to buried treasure
And even if we come home empty-handed,
We'll still have our stories
Of battlescars, pirate ships and wounded hearts
Broken bones and all the best of friendships
And when this hourglass has filtered out its final grain of sand
I'll raise my glass to the memories we had
This is my wish and I'm taking it back
I'm taking 'em all back