Family celebration in the countryside
The years have been hushed up
Your sister's children are playing on the meadow
With a dazzling facade, old times are fading away
Fresh lemonade, white tablecloth
Hey it was because what? Oh yes, maybe soul damage
You've got a break from the egomaniacs
Tell me about the closet in which you holed up for years
And about your fear of loss
And of the injuries that still visit you today
It's broken, so broken
You can't fix it
So broken, so broken
There are no tears
br/>At the family party in the countryside
At the family party in the countryside
Your father wasn't a father, more like a mirage
Weird pictures of mother with business partners
Ambulance, flashing lights, Alcohol poisoning
With the knife in your hand, the scream in your direction
Then later boarding school and your fear of failure
Your fear of binding yourself, of staying in one place
Your penchant for esotericism and peace of mind
Your hatred of everything that loves you
And after the fourth red wine, your sister starts screaming:
You are broken, so broken
/>You can't fix this
So broken, so broken
And the first tears flow
On the dirty table
Welcome back
It's coming the old scenes
After the wine, let's go home
From the family celebration in the countryside
From the family celebration in the countryside
And then we are home'
There our daughter is waiting
Kiss goodnight on the forehead,
You're feeling a little better
Your childhood is a hole, we're going back in there
But now get out of it, because you're home..

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