Headlong Songtext
von Clara Luzia

You don′t want noone to follow you
it's hardly possible to not see you
this place is way too small
or maybe you just ask for too much space
ever thought of that
maybe it′s you and all the things you do

You think you get over it by not facing up to it
you're piling up histories, and don't get on top of it

You, you′re high above the ground
you fall headlong back down to earth


In fact you do alright but you′re not aware
you just pretend that you do not care
you are such a bloody fake

You're piling up histories but don′t get on top of it
you're wasting your time by making lists out of it
you′re such a bloody fool

Mirror mirror on the wall
who is the brightest of them all
not you, this much is true

Loves, and lives you had them all
you'd put at stake your own recall
you′re such a bloody fool