Munich Eunich Songtext
von Thin White Rope

Scared of your black role
I′m not to run love cold
I'm talkin′ in slow white
But you're raising red light
And I'm not moving


They love what we do
I guess I′ll believe you
But I don′t get in all sensation
I'm very for such those flames
They′re growing in your soul

You're barbed, you′re black holed
I watch as you're need grows
I crawl to the sole name
I′m drowning for your sake
But I'm not moving


One thing I should say
I'm hurt in a bad way
But I don′t get that whole sensation
I′m very for such a strange thing
Growing in your soul