DETOX.

It doesn't matter what I think 

think about you in bars on the other side of town 

all on your own 

think about what you do 

and with who

think about how you still kiss me 

like you wanna crawl into my kneck

like your drowning 

my kiss your only breath

It doesn't matter .

Not the fight in your eyes

not the obvious, nor the things you hide.

It doesnt matter

cause you leaving might be for the better.

At least that's what you think

and though I am not yet convinced

I'm not holding on,

and soon you'll be stronger and I'll be gone.

But for now

for this time

untill you get your head and heart in line

I can't stay

can't stay away

and it ends how it began.

I've always been a drug to you

your kryptonite your only sun

now cold turkey has got you on the run.

LYKKE LIED.

There's no reward

for the courage to feel deeply,

and sadness is no blessing .

SLEEPLESS

When the mind doesn't want to sleep

what are you gonna do ?

When there are no sweet fucking dreams

how do they come true ?

What is chaos what is peace, 

when all the riddles stay unsolved ? 

and only smoke and dirty sheets

give you a reason to grow old.

 

Can I forget, would you deny

that there is more than you and I 

cause I already found a life worth living ?

 

Ich hatte dich schon fast vergessen.

Dein schweres Herz in dunkler See

es sinkt zum Grund nichts tut mehr weh 

dort hin wo's keine Liebe gibt.

 

Du könntest hier für immer liegen 

Jemand wie du ruht nie in Frieden 

Jemand wie du ruht nur im Krieg. 

 

Deine zwei Gesichter. 

Zerteilen dich. 

 

Du siehst die Welt mit toten Augen 

man kann dir nicht den Atem rauben 

treibst durch die Schatten ohne ZIel. 

 

So kannst du nirgendwo lang bleiben 

Niemand hat Zeit zu Zeit vertreiben 

NIemand hat Zeit dich zu verspielen. 

 

Deine zwei Gesichter.

Zerteilen dich.

Meine zwei Gesichter zerteilen mich . 

And the stars look very different today.

SOME PEOPLE MAKE YOU WANNA BE THEM.

AND SOME PEOPLE MAKE YOU WANNA BE YOU.


page from Simon Critchley's book on Bowie

Yesterday.

In my head

there's a war between all things unsaid

and all the good people turned bad

In my head

all the shiny shit turned blue

and everything I feel tastes new

I don't know what I am thinking

search every corner, turn the stones

I do remember what I looked like

but who I was seems to be gone

And I am not sure where I'm going

I don't recognize the streets

and the house that I grew up in

seems like a language I don't speak.

In my head

all the happy kids are sad

and all the good people turned bad.

 

ich gruesse alle die ich kenne