制作
出演艺人
No King. No Crown.
表演者
作曲和作词
René Ahlig
词曲作者
制作和工程
Philipp Makolies
制作人
歌词
I left my house, I was not here
Strange things happen when protective light has disappeared
The lack of brightness brings uncertainty, it's true
It's so true
So, I returned, my throat got sore
Found a piece of paper laying on the basement floor
Familiar hand, familiar writing
Oh, I did receive a letter from my enemy
My hands were shaking while trying to unfold
When silence came, the clock had stopped, the room was cold
The lack of ease and comfort brings insecurity
I tried to read aloud, but my voice was all gone
Had the time come to confess what in all my life went wrong?
Familiar hand, familiar writing
Oh, I did receive a letter from my better me
You should stop being selfish
Give back what youve taken
Give back what youve taken
You should stop being selfish
To find salvation, you are lost in booze
Forgot the words you said and things you did promise, too
If you search for excuses, you will die alone
Don't tell your stories, just tell the truth
You'll become a lonesome man, if you will continue
If you keep having secrets, you will die alone
You should stop being selfish
Give back what youve taken
Give back what youve taken
You should stop being selfish
I woke up
Was drenched in sweat
Was searching for excuses but should change instead
Is a bad dream going to reshape myself?
To find salvation, you are lost in booze
Forgot the words you said and things you did promise, too
If you search for excuses, you will die alone
Don't tell your stories, just tell the truth
You'll become a lonesome man, if you will continue
If you keep having secrets, you will die alone
You should stop being selfish
Give back what youve taken
Give back what youve taken
You should stop being selfish
You should stop being selfish
Give back what youve taken
Give back what youve taken
You should stop being selfish
Written by: René Ahlig

