Sepia English translation
von Zate

I told myself that we wouldn't do anything
I can only say what I think
I would say that we're going under
Everything seems so redundant
I would like to change what changes me
But tell me, what's the difference?
I blocked your number
Because every SMS from you was pure poison for my heart
I froze when you didn't come home
And stand on tracks every time
If I say that I'm going home now In the fight against the world, you were my hold
And suddenly it all seems almost miserable and wrong
I don't want to say it's our fault
But if not us, then who?
Searched in vain for a man
To whom you can give credit, huh?
You say I'm a coward if we're the same
Because it's easier to lie than to confess
Maybe we're the same in that regard
Because words will sting where no one has tried

From time to time I catch myself in sepia flashbacks
How to slip the straps of your summer dress off your shoulders
But then it pulls me back to reality
Fuck, it's too much to take, from time to time


I told myself that our love is dying
But stand knee deep in the rain
In a storm without an umbrella
We want to talk, but we've silenced ourselves
And I sit there and see what I've built up falling apart
I have no idea if you can hear that
I wanted to be on cloud nine with you
But afraid of heights
'Cause I was nothing in your presence
And would like to read lips
Because I can't understand you anymore
I was too blind to feel your fear
And could say it will
But I promised not to lie to you
Almost dramatic, we are both so lying
And write "I love you" in the rain
Then chalk it on the floor
And block your WhatsApp so you don't text me anymore
And block your WhatsApp so that your picture no longer appears
Block your WhatsApp because it no longer shows your status
And erase you from my mind
Until I don't know your name anymore

From time to time I catch myself in sepia flashbacks
How to slip the straps of your summer dress off your shoulders
But then it pulls me back to reality
Fuck, it's too much to take, from time to time
From time to time I catch myself in sepia flashbacks
How to slip the straps of your summer dress off your shoulders
But then it pulls me back to reality
Fuck, it's too much to take, from time to time