You don't waste any time on me
But I waste too much time on you
I've dreamed of us for so many years
And that, even though I knew how wrong you are
You messed up my head
Since the day you were with me
And only you were the reason for the biggest fights
And that so many friends are enemies today
I've known you my whole life
A whole life
And every horror movie scene
Always came when the devil took your form
You show dirt in a person
While everyone just wants their best
You make people hate for you
Brothers fight against each other
You are blood in my hands
You are bread in my hands
Your costume has six colors
And wears dead presidents

Because I have you
Who lets me fall (with you, one falls deep)
And no one else is allowed to play this game with us (no one)
I don't hate the player, I just hate your game
So let's go, because there's not much left
Not much left to lose, much to lose

Without you, it's not possible, but you fuck up my head
Please don't think I'm not grateful to you
Because the things you buy me keep me warm
They fill my closet, but not my character
You are like poison to us
A virus that makes you deathly ill
And the longer one has had you
The more in us dies, man
Unfortunately, we always understand too slowly
What your kind has done to us
You only became more attractive
The greater the distance was (yes)
And the closer you came, the more it became clear to me
You rub off on my mind
What have I learned? That which destroys me
Surely must never come close to me again
You are blood in my hands
You are bread in my hands
Your dress has six colors
And wears dead presidents

Because I have you (you, you, you, you)
Who lets me fall (you, you)
And no one else is allowed to play this game with us
I don't hate the player, I just hate your game
So let's go, because there's not much left
Not much left to lose, much to lose
Because I have you
Who lets me fall
Because I have you
Who lets me fall

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