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Minimum
03:44
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Our comfort zones are fragile fabrics, cruel and forlorn.
We come home with lies, too.
We could be so loose, but fail to be lovers
and fall through our own projections.
Fall, stand, crawl.
Moving around the shore with no doubts.
Breathing in because i am not made of stone.
Your cold heart aligned in a moving shape, aloof,
looking oh so crude now.
Where are we now?
With our tricks and our fake intentions…
Where are we now?
I’m stumbling all over and over again…
Where are we now?
With our hopes and our fears in the wrong place…
Where are we now?
If this wasn’t meant to be us in the end…
(Stumbling all over again)
The fool, used, stuck in an endless loop of painful insults.
Still i’m the one to choose.
You’re cruel, you’re not gonna steal my heart, (steal my heart)
now move on to another tool.
Where are we now?
With our tricks and our fake intentions…
Where are we now?
I’m stumbling all over and over again…
Where are we now?
With our hopes and our fears in the wrong place…
Where are we now?
If this wasn’t meant to be us in the end…
(us in the end)
If this wasn’t meant to be us in the end.
(stumbling and stumbling and stumbling and…)
Stumbling all over again.
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Bruises
03:10
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You won this time and went through the stairs,
all night to the river
And blue stains all over the sky..
Filling an ocean of home..
I’m in an emotional ride, i,
i’m in a motional wheel.
I’m in an emotional ride, i,
i’m in a motional wheel.
When the pride whirls down to your spine
your lips shake and shiver.
Our limbs retain in the fire,
we burn our hands but we both still shine.
I’m in an emotional ride, i,
i’m in a motional wheel.
I’m in an emotional ride, i,
i’m in a motional wheel.
And you could come back to believe…
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Abysmal
00:56
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Canyons
02:49
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A flash of steam in an endless dream,
the frowning sea is my company
and the starry skies blind me.
A moment in the rise of time.
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Farewell
03:48
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They will find your tiny heart and squeeze it with their fingertips.
In between a breath, a smile is cast and fades to misery.
Hold your arms tight, make them guide you through a path of monotony.
A fantasy of colorful delight is all but me.
In the suits you hold on to, a doll is what they made of you.
Eyes without a life confess the wish to break the chains.
When the rooftop yells your name,
invites you to come over and scream, let it guide you.
Follow the stars. Watch over me.
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FERN Berlin, Germany
FERN can be both dark and light, both distant and intimate, and both soothing and
punishing.
Combining pop-sensibility with experimental production and incredible attention to detail, FERN harnesses the incredible musical and literary poetry of Paul Seidel (The Ocean, Nightmarer), standing on the shoulders of great eclectic pop artists like Nine Inch Nails, Depeche Mode and Björk.
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