制作
出演艺人
Romy Hausmann
声乐
Christian Hostert
键盘
作曲和作词
Romy Hausmann
作词
Christian Hostert
作曲
Martin Bechler
作曲
制作和工程
Martin Bechler
制作人
Julian David
混音工程师
歌词
Most people she had met in her life
agreed that her breasts
were the most noticeable feature of her
body
Only Death chose differently
and kissed her neck.
I’ve traded a bottle for an apple
and crushed my pills into fairy dust.
I’ve learned to burn, even in winter,
like a wildfi re,
a wildfi re,
lit by nothing but a cigarette
The thought of death
seems too abstract,
yet, the carbon monoxide thing
makes me worry a little.
So, I made a wish on an eyelash,
and one on my birthday too,
for someone to come
and snatch the matches out of my hands
To grab my head and pull my hair,
and call my demons by their name,
to kiss me to the stars
and fuck me to the moon,
to kiss me to the stars
and fuck me to the moon,
to kiss me to the stars
and fuck me to the moon,
to kiss me to the stars
and fuck me to the moon
Written by: Christian Hostert, Martin Bechler, Romy Hausmann
