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Album:
11:11
Originele teksten
Vertaling
11:
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Don’t listen, if somebody says, „you must finally become something“
You are enough for a long time ago and not more with Benz or horses
I've been trying all my life to become infinite
But why keep winning, when even champions die?
And nevertheless I’m laying here awake in hotels with more stars
than the night and I really don’t want to go home
But sometimes it stops for a moment
11:11, oh, I wish I could turn around the time
Turn around, oh yeah, turn around
Mh, mh-mh, mh, mh, mhh
Yeah
It’s 11:11, my hand is on the ground, (my) head is in heaven
I feel like Kevin, I know, everything is good, yeah
It’s 11:11, I send praises to heaven
And count the blessings, I know, everything is good
But sometimes a thought weights even more than a ton
My head is spinning in circles, like the earth around the sun
And I’m asking myself, where am I and where I actually come from
Sometimes I would like to be honest, as honest as a nun
And I have questions whose answers only God knows, God knows
Nobody on this earth knows me better than my ‚Bock-Mic‘
Sorry, babe, you can’t be top every time
I‘m in the studio and looking for top-lines again
I‘ve 100.000 questions and my head screams
What’s life? Just God knows.
I'm up here to say thank you
To God for giving me this ability
For blessing me
For shaping me
For chastising me
For teaching me
For punishing me
I would not—
Je kunt de indiener bedanken met deze knop.
ingediend op 2 apr 2023 - 23:08
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