Beichte-confession
by: tokio hotel heart
It begins each morning,
It rings about seven,
The bell and i remain,
For only this time is beautifully appropriate.
I am always too late
And in the 2nd choice sport
Therefore, i write "F**k you" on each winners cup.
I want only you for one night,
and thereby feel me good,
that everything is in order to still be so beautiful
and i ask you whether i can come into the sky
So not at all piously.
Hey Devil come here,
I saw you
And i still hope you will understand me.
Hey Devil, can you read my confession
And talk over there with God.
I am unfortunately honest,
where it does not fit.
And since the minister hates my confession,
It goes to the point it was not at all obvious.
And then i have my brother, the friend stretched to each lie.
I've already believed into my empty promise and trust.
And i ask you whether i may come into the sky.
Hey Devil come here,
I saw you
And i still hope you will understand me.
Hey Devil, can you read my confession
And talk over there with God.
You'll hear no pleases from me, but give me a chance or two.
Or at least let me, the angel in hell, be.
And as you have no support,
then leave it even.
consider the times.
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