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An ache & a throat

You drop your gaze, lower your voice and your sword
you've got calluses on your forehead, you have constantly just fought back
Doubts dimple around your graying temple,
cause the way, that we are going, is rarely asphalted
 
What sort of hands are those, that are grabbing you at your neck?
Which feet are hacking against your heels?
You begin to totter, getting distracted
Your hands are bloody again, are only hands, not paws
 
But you have to bash your knees open, often enough,
until you realize, that weak knees won't carry you,
have we burden ourselves with too many things? with this stone inside our stomachs?
and all those vague questions, that we don't dare to ask?
 
Who has shuffled the cards like this? Marked the cards like this?
Viewed in this light: Who has bamboozled the dealer like this?
The karma is on the take, the Drama was a hook
But when you scream, you don't scream alone
 
An ache and a throat
we are an ache and a throat
we are an ache and a throat
 
Are you wrong in the garret? That was a weak start,
but defeats, discomforts are making the weak one's strong.
Nothing makes as strong as the time while you're awaiting revenge
Everything under control, the golden thread is made of barbwire
 
Gangrene and the anger about your reflection
without a bandage those bleedings may never be staunched
Your hands in your pockets always with clenched fists
for every blemish one nail clawed in your skin
 
If you let yourself go, you put breadcrumbs down,
like that you can find the way home, every night
but the way home is dark and afflicted with guilt
If you search your soul don't go unarmed
 
Who has covered the truth with make up, who overwrote it?
Anyway: Who has stolen you the freedom?
The years in jail, at the end the cognition :
No matter how loud you cry, the guards are staying deaf
 
An ache and a throat ...
 
What I want and what I want, are two different things
I have the courage to walk up to the roof, if I make myself do it
But my legs are getting weak - what makes me this weak
is not the fear that I'll fall, it's the fear that I'll jump
 
An ache and a throat..
 
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Ein Schmerz & eine Kehle

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