Hold My Breath Songtext
von Ike Moriz

I can hear black violins from bombed out Berlin
But you have locked me in with your pop-star grin.
Deep under my skin I′m being born again
And even though you trapped me in your private loony bin.

Still I can hold my breath for longer than you think
Oh, I can hold my breath for longer than you think


You've taught me to blend in wearing your fake cobra skin;
It fits so tight I can′t breathe in but you make me hang in.
Oh, every time and time again, you aim to stop my fire with paraffin.
And while I play the mandolin you're dancing with Rumpelstiltskin;

Oh, I can hold my breath for longer than you think
Oh, I can hold my breath for longer than you think
Oh, I can hold my breath for longer than you think
Oh, I can hold my breath for longer than you think
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.

Oh, I can hold my breath, Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.
I can hear black violins from bombed out Berlin
But you have locked me in with your pop-star grin.