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I chase away my thoughts like a flock of birds
Many glances in my back
I’m so indifferent
You bought my feelings in a non-cash transaction
You secretly penetrated my soul
And you stole my heart, forever
Our mind plays with you and with me
And our prohibition means nothing to it, absolutely nothing
Your approach
Your gaze, it burns right through
You stir my blood
You’re the impulse to move, you’re my cosmos
Your approach
I feel you with my skin
You’re like a phantom, always behind my back
You’re like a phantom
The voices will fall silent in the night
We’ll freeze all our feelings, just like this winter
We’ll run, disappear, give in
We’ll run from ourselves
And then we’ll come back
And our thoughts in the morning, anew
Will bring us back to reality
And twenty four seven, with you and with me, they’ll play virtually
Your approach
Your gaze, it burns right through
You stir my blood
You’re the impulse to move, you’re my cosmos
Your approach
I feel you with my skin
You’re like a phantom, always behind my back
You’re like a phantom
Your approach
Your gaze, it burns right through
You stir my blood
You’re the impulse to move, you’re my cosmos
Your approach
I feel you with my skin
You’re like a phantom, always behind my back
You’re like a phantom
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