Ausgebrannt English translation
von Vega & Bosca
Ausgebrannt Lyrics Übersetzung
It was only a second and then I fell into a black hole
I've been many things, but I've never been so close to God
Never so close to the trees
So close to my dreams, so close to the people
And do you think I'm not serious?
The best friend I know has four legs and a heart
Dude believe what you want to believe
Not for money, I fulfilled my dream with this album
This is my search for home
My flight to Mainstadt, train towards Eintracht
My ticket back to the pubs and the bars
I make music for the streets, not for women and the charts
This album is - This album is
A little bit of freedom after all that crap
My performance, my pride
Glad you're home my old friend
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
My soul is running as far as it can go
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
I see no light and I cocked the bullet in the barrel
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
My soul is running as far as it can go
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
It was only a second and then I walked into a white void
Each light casts a shadow for balance
I see things clearly again
Re-arm your voice, alert your senses
Put the phone down
My soul was disturbed and felt trapped in my body
Addiction to consumption is intended to compensate for losses
Wanted to switch off, but I had to function
This album is my big dream
This album is looking forward to a time when peace means building guns
I'm flying back when we were chasing across the country in the Punto
[?], sure, except for us, everyone was scared
It's all a crisis, but we'll take care of it
One of our brothers lives in a nursing home today
Good times gone, my days are long
When we came was the time when her panic started
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
My soul is running as far as it can go
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
I see no light and I cocked the bullet in the barrel
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
My soul is running as far as it can go
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
"My peoples come first"
"Nothing changed, they know my name, fuck the fame"
"It's always back to these fucking streets
The streets that we don't talk"
I've been many things, but I've never been so close to God
Never so close to the trees
So close to my dreams, so close to the people
And do you think I'm not serious?
The best friend I know has four legs and a heart
Dude believe what you want to believe
Not for money, I fulfilled my dream with this album
This is my search for home
My flight to Mainstadt, train towards Eintracht
My ticket back to the pubs and the bars
I make music for the streets, not for women and the charts
This album is - This album is
A little bit of freedom after all that crap
My performance, my pride
Glad you're home my old friend
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
My soul is running as far as it can go
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
I see no light and I cocked the bullet in the barrel
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
My soul is running as far as it can go
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
It was only a second and then I walked into a white void
Each light casts a shadow for balance
I see things clearly again
Re-arm your voice, alert your senses
Put the phone down
My soul was disturbed and felt trapped in my body
Addiction to consumption is intended to compensate for losses
Wanted to switch off, but I had to function
This album is my big dream
This album is looking forward to a time when peace means building guns
I'm flying back when we were chasing across the country in the Punto
[?], sure, except for us, everyone was scared
It's all a crisis, but we'll take care of it
One of our brothers lives in a nursing home today
Good times gone, my days are long
When we came was the time when her panic started
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
My soul is running as far as it can go
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
I see no light and I cocked the bullet in the barrel
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
My soul is running as far as it can go
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
I'm burned out, burned out, burned out
"My peoples come first"
"Nothing changed, they know my name, fuck the fame"
"It's always back to these fucking streets
The streets that we don't talk"
Writer(s): Johannes Loeffler, Jonathan Kiunke, Hendric Buenck Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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