#myng

Teufel auf der Schulter, wenn ich high bin.

- Keine Zeit , Myng

it hits my heart

With my sore shoulders, I look at my phone and see a text,

“How are you these days?”

My friend’s text gets my emotions going

As I inhale the scent of the wet rain,

I stretch and go to the bathroom

Then I greet myself, half asleep in the mirror

I have no one to meet

but I take a longer shower than usual

Rain is still falling outside the house

I have no where to go but I take my umbrella

And walk outside without a plan

my shoes get dirty,

As if the rain wants its existence to be known

Am I someone who engraved, like the rain,

my existence to you?

If not, am I just someone

who came and went like a rain shower?

Wenn die Sonne auf dem Cocaine schimmert

Neuer Tag, neue Depression - Painkiller

Scheiße, Mann, wo bist du?

Den Teufel kann ich seh'n, aber wo ist Jesus Christus