the dark eats you. why do I do what I do? who am I gonna share this with? where should I take the motivation from? and if there is not him out there?
words, smiles, hands. what for? we are not everlasting. beauty is not everlasting, if one ever had it.
where from? I don't care. where to? that's the question. that's what eats me. I happen to catch the answer. but then in a couple of minutes it's lost. we are all alone out there. but worst we are all alone inside here.
we look into faces
wait for a sign
wir sind allein
allein allein
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