Don't Mind Songtext
von Buzhold

She′s right
But on the left page she might slip
And break her rule
To not become past ever again

And now I'm her again
And now I′m her again
And now I'm her again
And now
I'm her again

Don′t mind the abstract
Less fiction feel
How to tell you something honest
That isn′t real
And on the ceiling
Is someone else's hole
And now I′m scared to say
I used to call it my own


And I'm here to stay
While time turns to clay
And I′m here to say
That I'm not better today

It′s not a tweak
Unstable faith
No friends before me
No aftertaste

I'm not a freak who drops his
Needles on the beach man

Don't mind me
Don′t mind me
Don′t mind me
Don't mind me


Don′t mind the abstract
Less fiction feel
How to tell you something honest
That isn't real
And on the ceiling
Is someone else′s hole
And now I'm scared to say
I used to call it my own
It′s not a tweak
(and I'm here to stay)
Unstable faith
No friends before me
(while time turns to clay)
No aftertaste
And I'm here to say
That I′m not better today