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Waiting For Summer
Waiting For Summer
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Michael Eberl
Thomas Michael Eberl
Songwriter
Daniel Hörber
Daniel Hörber
Songwriter
Alexander Stelzl
Alexander Stelzl
Songwriter

Lyrics

Center of a town - A dead, grey house With the rooftop in the clouds I'm back again And staring at The scenes behind the windows From another time (I see, I see) Myself get ripped up piece by piece And all my hurtful memories Is it too late, Too late to leave This place Behind me. It's Killin' me, killin' me For too long I had to stay Here In my selfmade hell It feels like no way out. I put my hands on the trigger And blow up everything that I once thought of myself There are burdens too hard to bear Darkness is in the air It's killing me, killing me For too long I had to stay Here in my selfmade hell I locked myself up A prison in my own head I put my hands on the trigger And blow up everything That I once thought of myself Trigger (Trigger) Now that everything is over And the ashes are falling down There's so much space for New things on a brand new ground I can come to maturity I can feel safe and sound No weight on my shoulders Brand new start on a brand-new ground I put my hands on the trigger And blow up everything That I once thought of myself Trigger (Trigger) I put my hands on the trigger (on the trigger) And blow up everything That I once thought of myself Trigger What I once thought of myself What I once thought of myself
Writer(s): Alexander Stelzl, Daniel Hörber, Thomas Michael Eberl Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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