Duisburg Songtext
von Folly and the Hunter

It′s hard to send our fears down the river,
And harder still to feel when it hurts.

But joy will fall into the cracks when we are rigid,
And fear controls when we are worried about our worth

Subliminal, I guess, the way we're sinning
If the wicked get no rest and I′m wide awake.


This offer only stands in the moment
For cowards tend to care if it leads.

Shame can set up traps that change the meaning
Of the words that have an origin in need.

Subliminal, I guess, the way we're sinning
If the wicked get no rest, and I'm wide awake.

Subliminal, I guess, the crimes committed
If the wicked get no rest, and I′m wide awake.