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Und Wenn I Tanz Mit Dir (Des Is A Wahnsinn) - Patrick Lindner

"Dieses Himmelblau in deinen Mrchenaug'n des war der Wahnsinn aus deinem sanften Blick da haut's an Funken z'rck des war der Wahnsinn. I hab nicht einmal dein Namen g'wut hab nur g'wut da i di gern"

Thunderbolt - Patrick Park

"She's a thunderbolt. With guns & fire, Two arms full of holes, And nothing to hold. She's a restless sort With secrets that wait On corners in the dark, To pinch with a pain, To sting and to smart God"

Honest Skrew - Patrick Park

"Wake up next to you, honest screw. Because you always go too far. So, you slip slowly out, to sit in the next room And eat your breakfast in the dark. It won't feed your cold and lonely heart Hush, hush"

Sons Of Guns - Patrick Park

"Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives. Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides. Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes. They can't pull the weight, because"

Nothing's Wrong - Patrick Park

"It won't be the same I turned the lights down and Then I hit the ground, And even in the dark, Lonleliness knows my name But these eyes are strong Because you'd never know That anything was wrong. I'll"

Your Smile's A Drug - Patrick Park

"I should lay around and curse the day, That I fell upon your sword. Cause I'm a poor boy, And your smile is a drug, That I can't afford, Any more You're a tongue-tied talker with sleepy eyes, That always"

Something Pretty - Patrick Park

"Here I am, where I've been I've walked a hundred miles in tobacco skin, And my clothes are worn & gritty. And I know ugliness, Now show me something pretty. I was a dumb punk kid with nothing to lose And"

Silver Girl - Patrick Park

"That howling wind, it comes Knocking on her door. You know I want her here, But it wants her more. She's a sad-eyed silver skinner, With worn & broken decks. And you can hear her moan, As the main sail"

Desperation Eyes - Patrick Park

"December was just too sad, For her to call a home. Even with starry nights And painted country roads. There was nothing I could do for her That I hadn't done, And my desperation eyes showed More than"

Past Poisons - Patrick Park

"I pull up your drive and I lay on the horn. Cling to the bottle that's keeping me warm. Sweet whiskey Jesus I wish I weren't born. You get up to leave and you hear in the dark, Those early evening arrows"

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