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Something Good
03:59
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You think, this moment is too short,
You think it will be gone so fast
But who said that?
Who said that something good can't last?
I see, you have this fear, so deep down in your heart
But what is it that makes it so hard?
It's not that something good can't last
Who says it is too late,
The night has just begun
Who says you need to sleep,
This doesn't have to end
You got to grasp this moment now
Tuck it away in your soul
It will be there tomorrow,
That's a promise to you
It's not that something good can't last
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No Sunrise Anymore
03:20
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The sun is going down and I know there will be no sunrise anymore
The last light is gone
Seems like I chose wrong
Climb on the tallest hill to see some light somewhere
but I only stare into space
cold sweat on my face while running away from the nightmare's grace
Suggestions, too far away to hear them
Suggestions, too far away to comprehend them
Only I can help me on my feet again
Only I can help me on my feet again
Oh lord, I hear you sing
And the raven who plays the nightmare's strings
Oh heart I hear you scream
Please don't burst
Cause then I would have nothing
Suggestions, too far away to hear them
Suggestions, too far away to comprehend them
Only I can help me on my feet again
Only I can help me on my feet again
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Take Me Somewhere
03:54
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Didn't sleep so good last night
Or the nights before
Hallways and benches aren't good places for sleeping
For Christmas dinner I ate steak with my fingers and
drank a bottle of rum
I drank with enemies, I drank with friends
I stole the girl of another man
I walked a hundred miles on my barefoot feet,
But just a real bed is what I really need
Take me somewhere, somewhere that's really worth seeing
Tell me something, something that's really worh hearing
Take me somewhere, somewhere I can breath
Take me through the telefone, through to your place
I've been a fisherman, sailed the seas
Found a hell, but not really me
I've been other people, changed my personality
From good to bad and never called her back
Take me somewhere, somewhere that's really worth seeing
Tell me something, something that's really worh hearing
Take me somewhere, somewhere I can breath
Take me through the telefone, through to your place
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Economy
03:47
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What should I do if I want it so badly
And if I don't care what I need to do to get it?
What should I do when I have the power
To do whatever I want?
My torches are burning high in Africa and Russia
My gold is filling up your sea
I don't care if people die
It takes much more to make me cry
You talk about morals but I talk about money
Which is what everybody needs
I provide jobs for the needing folk
but you say that's where inhumanity leads
My torches are burning high in Africa and Russia
My gold is filling up your sea
I don't care if people die
It takes much more to make me cry
We need an economy to lead us
We need an economy to feed us
We need an economy to make this world a better place
Even if it's at first getting worse
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PHI Esslingen, Germany
The Greek letter 'PHI' stands for the golden ratio in mathematics, arts and architecture. In this sense, the band combines soul, funk and rock into a fusion that finds its roots in indie rock. This sounds familiar and yet somehow completely different. Handmade, self-written songs with English lyrics about true-to-life socio-critical snapshots meet emotions and the pure joy of playing. ... more
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