Talking Flies Songtext
von Lars H.U.G.

Talking flies, late night window
Let your loving brother go out for a walk
Take care of the dogs
I guess it′s false alarm

You can say, you can pray
Eden is a place getting closer to hell
Take care of the boys
Here they come

You better be
You better be on the run
On the run

I wish I could hide
I don't want to suffer and die
Then I′d rather fly
See no worries, see no crime
There's nothing left
There's nothing left but the end
But the end


How could you do it?
How could you do it?
How could you turn nightmares into
Broad daylight, broad daylight
Broad daylight

Raised in dirt, some raised in pain
Be my blue umbrella when I walk in the rain
Take care of my heart
I can tell
It′s anything else
It′s anything else but false alarm
False alarm

I wish I could hide
I don't want to suffer and die
Then I′d rather fly
See no worries, see no crime

I'm the one
I′m the one
I'm the one who′s gone
I'm the one who's gone