Taken from VITJA's brand new album 'THIRST' OUT NOW!
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»VITJA COMEBACK SHOWS 2019«
special guests: VENUES*, THE OKLAHOMA KID*
31.08.19 PELL-MELL Festival
26.09.19 Hamburg - Logo*
27.09.19 Cologne - Helios 37*
28.09.19 Berlin - Musik & Frieden*


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Lyrics:
Yeah, I'm home in bed, running talks with the ceiling
Yeah, you're gone, what's next?
We'd be fighting for some hours then be loving in the shower
But it never was right (what's coming next)
Left her keys on the counter and a pretty flower (why?)
Yeah, I'm home in bed, running talks with the ceiling
Yeah, you're gone, what's next?
Oh it's been way too long, I've been dancing to your favorite song
For far too long
All the things that we couldn't have are gone
In the part of the path, we're getting there
All the things that we couldn't have are gone
As a part of your desire
In the part of the path, we're getting there
I'm caught in shackles, don't you dare
Yeah, I'm done, unmatched, running talks with the ceiling
Yeah, so cold, your body haunting me in memory-foam
Oh it's been way too long, I've been dancing to your favorite song
For far too long
All the things that we couldn't have are gone
In the part of the path, we're getting there
All the things that we couldn't have are gone
As a part of your desire
In the part of the path, we're getting there
I'm caught in shackles, don't you dare
All the things that we couldn't have you've been saving for yourself
All the things that we couldn't have are gone
As a part of your desire
In the part of the path, we're getting there
All the things that we couldn't have are gone
In the part of the path, we're getting there
All the things that we couldn't have are gone
As a part of your desire
In the part of the path, we're getting there
I'm caught in shackles, don't you dare
I'm caught in shackles, don't you dare
Taken from VITJA's brand new album 'THIRST' OUT NOW!
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»VITJA COMEBACK SHOWS 2019«
special guests: VENUES*, THE OKLAHOMA KID*
31.08.19 PELL-MELL Festival
26.09.19 Hamburg - Logo*
27.09.19 Cologne - Helios 37*
28.09.19 Berlin - Musik & Frieden*


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Lyrics:
I'm waking up on the floor
And where the fuck is my phone? (lemme get that)
It's almost ten past twelve you ask where the heck have I been yeah?
Dressed up in some pretty clothes
Kissing marks all over, GOALS! (oh just believe that)
I bet a ten dollar bill that I need to get a new liver
Those years of love
Bring us more bottles
We are young God damn why bother?
Mix that Hennessy with golden dreams
We are young God damn why bother?
Let's go out in style and feel the heat
In rushing streams and sweet melodies
The names we carve in stones
Will never be enough to match our bones
Bring us more Bottles,
The rushing of a heart as it lovely beats
The names we carve in stones
Will never be enough to match our bones
My body aches to the core
Forever over and more (oh just believe that)
A few new lovers to heal, damn it feels good to be free yeah
Those years of love
Bring us more bottles
We are young God damn why bother?
Mix that Hennessy with golden dreams
We are young God damn why bother?
Let's go out in style and feel the heat
In rushing streams and sweet melodies
The names we carve in stones
Will never be enough to match our bones
Bring us more Bottles,
The rushing of a heart as it lovely beats
The names we carve in stones
Will never be enough to match our bones
Well I am free, a riot, a cause unproved
Crossing lanes in a fallen star ceiling
I had a thought that I could run this city
Well can't stand tonight
I can't stand a single word of fake shit
The Jäger won't let me lie, oh no
I will be screaming from all these roofs
I will be praying for something good,
Or for you
It's time for a new regret when I come home
Let's go out in style and feel the heat
In rushing streams and sweet melodies
The names we carve in stones
Will never be enough to match our bones
Bring us more Bottles,
The rushing of a heart as it lovely beats
The names we carve in stones
Will never be enough to match our bones

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