Bitter Taste
OLIVER KREYSSIG, HEIKO MAILE, MARCUS MEYN
Whatever I've done maybe
late the last night.
I can't remember
how I came down into this light.
Swallow the bitter taste in my mouth.
Morality shivers
unfamiliar walls around.
For whatever I've been searching
it's not by my side.
My heart's uneasy,
to the mirror I lied.
Watching the blurry
scenes behind my eyes.
This kiss and tell story
keeps me unidentified.
Beyond the curtain it's dawning.
Solitude is calling.
Some body is breathing
it's my last night's beauty queen...
It's my last night's beauty queen...