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Leider bleibt von der großen Liebe manchmal nur Spott. Ein Song in feinster Britpopmanier.
Words & Music by Sebastian Teufel
©2009 Sebastian Teufel
Words & Music by Sebastian Teufel
©2009 Sebastian Teufel
JEER FROM HELL
And if you ask me how I am
To say I’m fine would be a lie
Just like a tree losing it’s leaves
The hope flakes off as the days go by.
A naked branch reaching out for you
Tryin’ to keep the soul of the past
Just a dream of what has been
When memories went by so fast
Nothing’s hear to last.
It’s got to be the end
Of what’s heaven sent
Of what has become a jeer from hell
We gotta stop right now
No matter how
Let’s end the tale of how we failed
Cause it’s jeer from hell.
Afraid of being on on our own
We desperatly try to hold what we’ve got
But the moments of love are growing less
What’s left is slinging each other’s mud.
Everything will be better
Than what we have today.
Everything will be harder
If we decide to stay.
It’s gotta be the end...
And if you ask me how I am
To say I’m fine would be a lie
Just like a tree losing it’s leaves
The hope flakes off as the days go by.
A naked branch reaching out for you
Tryin’ to keep the soul of the past
Just a dream of what has been
When memories went by so fast
Nothing’s hear to last.
It’s got to be the end
Of what’s heaven sent
Of what has become a jeer from hell
We gotta stop right now
No matter how
Let’s end the tale of how we failed
Cause it’s jeer from hell.
Afraid of being on on our own
We desperatly try to hold what we’ve got
But the moments of love are growing less
What’s left is slinging each other’s mud.
Everything will be better
Than what we have today.
Everything will be harder
If we decide to stay.
It’s gotta be the end...
