Hassisen Kone
History 1980 - 82
Cowards
I am one little bastard whose universe is its own day
You walk towards me and glow with the life hidden from me ä
You are pure, fragile, vulnerable, only my hands stain you
I grab you and crush you, turn away and close
You have jumped into the career of life, up into the competitive life
You grab me like a fleeting time, I see the forbidden fruit in the wolf
You grab my sleeve and tremble, fear you're saying everything wrong
You turned away, even though you're smiling, I look after you with sad eyes
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I'm afraid you too much, too much you fear me too much
We fear the world far away somewhere
I fear you too much, too much you fear me too much
Afraid our world that somewhere far away trembles with fear
And I fear you too much, too much you fear me too much
We fear the world somewhere far away
Fear I am too much of you, too much, you fear me too much
We are afraid of the world, which somewhere far away trembles with fear
And so our fear separates us, the passage of time continues, but I live I don't
A mouth that laughs is a traitor, wretched, the pain of oblivion does not ease no
Feelings take these hands, cheeks, others, cold looks, embraces, mouths< br/>And I'm only afraid more and more when the current takes my life
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