BILLIE HOLIDAY [English translation]

I'm staying true to myself, follow nobody, it's all smoke and mirrors

The dream, the kush and the purple one's, got everything I need

Wake up in the evening, feel under the bed for the Ultra Boosts

Have to go again when the road calls, got the Walkin' Blues

And I'd do everything the same way if tomorrow everything was over

These nights and pictures aswell, these parties mean a lot more to me

A cheer for those who were alwayas there, even when I fail

Think of you when demons circle above me, and just move on

Lost my home, looking for a new home

And even if everything seems the same here, no matter where I walk to

Sun is rising, the skyline sinks everything in to darkness

No love in this jungle

Yes, I know the truth hurts

But I have to go now, okay?

Give me a song that I can feel

I'm feeling like Billie Holiday

And farewells aren't hard for me anymore

The city is so transient and empty

Give me a song that I can feel

I'm feeling like "Please don't ask who"

Pulling my circles from yard to yard, have to go night for night

Nothing will ever be the way it was, boy

Let go, let go, let go

Somtimes I myself don't know what drives me, just what, just what?

Hunting after lost time, what's making me so restless?

Told everybody, everybody who I am

Why don't you know, don't you see who I am?

Not what's inside me, don't see what's inside me, what I am

I'm sorry, but none of this makes sense

Lost my home, looking for a new home

And even if everything seems the same here, no matter where I walk to

Sun is rising, the skyline sinks everything in to darkness

No love in this jungle

Yes, I know the truth hurts

But I have to go now, okay?

Give me a song that I can feel

I'm feeling like Billie Holiday

And farewells aren't hard for me anymore

The city is so transient and empty

Give me a song that I can feel

I'm feeling like "Please don't ask who"

Credits:

The look, the smile, your words, where are all the things in you that I liked so much about you?

Delicious , when I cooked for you. Today we're silent, day by day, week by week.

Better you don't shoot a clip for me, today being close to you just drives me crazy.

And that's how it is with the radio, too, nobody sings along any more, if you don't turn it off immediately I'll turn it down or skip.

• Artist:Trettmann
• Album:#DIY