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Before I drink you pretty
You know for a guy
who doesn't like goodbyes
I say them too often, it's the secret of my life
It's the secret of my life
knowing when to leave
so one more beer and I leave us right here
before I drink you pretty
let's end this special night
before I drink you pretty n beautiful in my mind
You are grabbing my hand
you look me in the eyes
and say: I don't want to lose my last butterfly
We drink our beers
until they taste bitter
and our bus home smells like a thrift store in winter
We ride through the night
your kisses are wild
behind your hair all the city lights fly by
The night is long
we are making love
laughing and drinking to Ween until 'morn
Cappuccino for lunch
a shower for two
no goodbyes, then I leave you
You can always call on me
but shoot a text first
I'm more trouble than I'm worth
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You're casually breaking my heart
The way you evade my eyes
and the way you say goodbye
the way you cut your kisses short, although there is time for more
The way you're looking at your phone
leaving me with us alone
while you are near, your soul is far, you're casually breaking my heart
You're casually breaking my heart
you're casually breaking my heart
you're casually breaking my heart
and I'm losing myself
shadows of the tree on my wall
branches without leaves in fall
I can watch them forever and ever, and dream about you
Me slouching on a couch old and brown
that seems to holding me down
keeping the dark beast and check, one day bleeds into the next
One day bleeds into the next
one day bleeds into the next
one day bleeds into the next
and I'm watching myself
cobwebs are growing in every corner
again I read the last text from you
I read it more often than the Pope to the big book
Dirty dishes pile up in the shower
the city has turned off my power
to hell with all this shit, the captain goes down with his ship
The captain goes down with his ship
the captain goes down with his ship
the captain goes down with his ship
and I'm saluting myself
The wind tears on my clothes
the river silently flows
to the sea I haven't seen because you and me planned to go
Over me a seagull cries
and everywhere I see your eyes
your the best I ever met, tears are the applause of the dead
tears are the applause of the dead
tears are the applause of the dead
tears are the applause of the dead
I'm bracing myself
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Give me the crazies
03:18
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Give me the crazies
They go to church
Sundays at 10
They pray and sing
Listen and then
Leave without love
Not caring about the poor
Or the rainbow above
If these are the good people
Give me the crazies
The dreamers, the drunks
The screamers and lazies
And the ones
That see hope
Where no hope is
And love where is none
Give me the crazies
Give me the crazies
Give me the crazies
Anyday
They go into debt
Take a loan for a car
For anything that
Shines a light in the dark
Like an 80 inch screen
Until their lives
Leaves their eyes
My people think
Being themselves
Following their hearts
Nobody else
They are the humans
Making us thrive
Not living a lie
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She was trouble
02:48
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She was trouble for me
we met at the beer fest - a year after you left
we had a short chat - you introduced my to Ted
who looked at me & said - I've heard about you
she was trouble for me, she'll be trouble for you
we talked about friends - who left who
I noticed a feeling - I still had for you
Ted pulled at your arm - 'cause he noticed that too
she was trouble for me, she'll be trouble for you
we stood there we three - holding our beers
from a craft brewery - you didn't want to leave
only Ted wanted to go - he had something else to do
she was trouble for me, she'll be trouble for you
Ted grew restless - his remarks less nice
I laughed them off - I rolled that dice
arm in arm you left - he gave me a last look
she was trouble for me, she'll be trouble for you
another year later - at the same bar
I saw Ted drinking - not casually but hard
last week she left him - no shit, I told you
she was trouble for me, she'll be trouble for you
we sat there that night - telling stories 'bout her
laughing and crying - like 2 old pals we were
drinking because of her - him and me, the 2 fools
she was trouble for me, she was trouble for you
I deserved an Oscar - for not telling him
we were back together - our love a new thing
this time for real - this time for good
and she promised she won't be trouble anymore
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Belauer mich
03:12
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Belauer mich
Ich liebe diese Abende
An denen ich nichts sage
Ausser ab und zu Ein Neues
Lange Wege zwischen Bars
Und Clubkonzerten mit Kevin Coyne
Hoere Musik und Gespraechen zu
Oder belauer dich
Bedauer mich
Belauer mich
Und kauer mich
In eine Ecke
Selbstmitleid
Ich liebe diese Abende
An denen ich nichts sage
Ausser zu mir und mir sehr vage
Einen Weg zu mir bahne
Durch einen Rosenstrauch
Diebin ich kriege dich
Oder belauer dich
Bedauer mich
Belauer mich
Und kauer mich
In die Ecke
Eines Kreises
Ich liebe diese Abende
An denen ich nur schweige
An einen Ohrwurm leide
Traenen in den Augen
Vom Zigarettenrauch
Im hellen Licht
Einer geschlossenen Bar
Belauer ich dich
Bedauer mich
Belauer mich
Und kauer mich
In eine Ecke
Phantasie
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Thorsten Nesch Lethbridge, Alberta
Experimental Singer/Songwriter
all albums before 2022 mastered / produced by max wuerden (except Paris, Calgary)
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