Toter Schmetterling
Klangkuenstler
Dead Butterfly
Body frozen, numb all the way to my fingertips
Cold room, pull the curtain back, the sun's peeking in a bit
Woke up, but just woke up 'cause I miss you
So pull the blanket up, thoughts drifting into my pillow
Eyes closed, eyes open, sitting in the back of a cab with my homie
On the way to some random people, spilling a few drinks
I’m not listening to anyone, never really cared anyway
If she talks to me, in my head she'll just clash with you
I see your face in every girl like some AI
Yeah, she talks like you, but it sounds wrong coming from her lips
Turn the lights on in the hallway, way too late, I'm coming home
Another day goes by where I couldn't forget you, gone.