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There are nights when you are a full basket and you don't know where to empty yourself. You carry the weight of your tired days, forward, without faith, if you met me. >would you change the sidewalk
there are nights that don't go away
there are nights that you can't find yours
there are beds that are covered in nettles
there are mouths that smell of smoke and dirty
Rit:There are nights where I'm afraid to close my eyes
they are nights that I can't explain
nights where I would like to talk
but they are nights that my lips burn in salt
/>Not one hundred thousand nights
where violence wins and madness vomits
and a metastasis to the brain due to misplaced trust, it doesn't stop
those who died are worms to go fishing
nights where I'm afraid to understand
nights and there are those who are about to leave
there are nights where I no longer have a brain
nights without a motorway in the toll booth
Rit :...
There are decisive nights, furtive nights, short nights
everything shines and you are dirty quartz
dead nights
nights that I have no longer digested
nights that I don't even lift a finger
to save you, hate you, empty myself
there are nights to then choose other nights
there are nights and more nights, many nights, only
nights, nights yet
there are nights where I have to decide,
there are nights, which night to stay