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Vacuum Cleaner

I gave everything the day we met
now there is not much left
You took everything without regret,
regret
then left it by the bed

The vacum cleaner next door
sings in e-minor while
I play in e-flat bloody major
look at me I’m such a mess
I don’t get up and I don’t get dressed
in the morning in the afternoon

You left too early yet too late
there was time
there was time
for me to fall, for me to fall for…

I consider myself
not that interesting to this world
I prefer spending most of my time, locked away
in my room, even without a pandemic,
reading books and writing songs
I don’t like after playing them twice

And when I give it a try
to see someone from outside
I swipe right from time to time
although a match’s so hard to find
Sweet delusion oh confusion
Holy Marry marry marry me
It’s the best way to decline
the state you’re in

Holy Cloud - show me love …

You left too early yet too late
there was time
there was time
for me to fall, for me to fall
for me to fall flat on my face
You left too early yet too late
there was time
there was time
for me to fall, for me to fall
for me to fall for you

In the longing to be by your side, your side
I crawl in on any side, any side
of the bed, for a night, for night
just to wake up wasted
I’m not fresh
look at my face when I confess this

Don’t wanna do this anymore
my friend, my friend
cause nothing
compares to you in the end
emptiness is howling
in e-minor
maybe it’s time for me
to clean up

Modern Intimacy

Modern Intimacy
modern anatomy
electronic spirituality
wifi sensuality

Touch me softly with your thumb
let me (come and) be your touchscreen baby

Modern intimacy
modern anatomy
electronic spirituality
wifi sensuality

Made of glass fiber
decipher my wires
don’t swipe left on me
cause we are only

Hypersensitive
electronical particles
a wave cruising through the space
inbetween the screens
colliding eventually
in a cloud
and maybe

One far away day
in another world
we find ourselves
sitting
on a bench
holding hands

Modern intimacy
modern anatomy
electronic spirituality
wifi sensuality

Force quit

Force quit - where’s the shortcut out of it
Force quit - option command & exit
Bad habits - force quit it who needs this (shit)
four squid five scampi I bungee jump out of here

I only want a revolution
waving flags of protest in the sun

Burn the frame you carved out or me
I won’t fit in - I’m much bigger than your idea
Hush hush - get off the stage make space
tic tac tic tic - the clock doesn’t stop (hopp hopp!) —> music stops

I only want a revolution
waving flags of protest in the sun

no rules expression is all is queen
some girls like lipstick dress up très chic
dear sisters, mothers, daughters of now
step up, reach high, be wild, get loud !

We only want a revolution
waving our flags of protest high, come rain or shine

Say Hi from me to your Mami
Papaya please you’re more than sweet
Say Hi from me to your Papi
Tell him it’s time to leave the driving seat