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Four Black Lungs
Four Black Lungs
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Mathias Höchst
Mathias Höchst
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The salt – the rust – the dirt – the dust
Is all I taste – is all I taste
My bones – my joints – my pocket with coins
Is what I feel – is what I feel
The salt – the rust – the dirt – the dust
Is all I taste – is all I taste
My bones – my joints – my pocket with coins
Is what I feel – is what I feel
I am nervous but OK
I will try it one more time
I'm not mad but I'm insane
It's just my very own game
The salt – the rust – the dirt – the dust
Is all I taste – is all I taste
My bones – my joints – my pocket with coins
Is what I feel – is what I feel
I am nervous but OK
I will try it one more time
I'm not mad but I'm insane
It's just my very own game
Come on - come on - come on – come on – come on – come on –
Come on – come on – just move on
Come on - come on - come on – come on – come on – come on –
Come on – come on – just move on
Come on - come on - come on – come on – come on – come on –
Come on – come on – just move on
I'll try it again
I'll try it again
Written by: Mathias Höchst

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