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I’m alone in Berlin
All my friends are gone
My family too
I’m down on my knees
With the dogs in the rain
Yeah, in the rain
Yeah, in the rain
I’m alone in Paris
And my mind is fizzy
I wish I’d stayed at home
And counted my autographs
But I’m lost down the phone
Yeah, I’m lost down the phone
Yeah, I’m lost down the phone
I’m alone in London
Wailing like a wild beast
Along one of the famous streets
And collapsing to my knees
It’s been a fucking rotten year
Yeah, it’s been a fucking rotten year
Been a fucking rotten year
Been a fucking rotten year
Panic in London
Panic in Lisbon
Panic in Berlin
Panic in Prague
Panic in Paris
Panic in Madrid
Panic in Brussels
Panic everywhere
Panic in European capital cities
Panic in European capital cities
Panic in European capital cities
Panic in European capital cities
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Josefine
02:47
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When Josefine sings her song,
Well, you know that feeling?
The one where you start to fall,
Then just catch yourself?
And you realise...
And you realise...
And you realise...
And you realise...
Well, it’s just the same as that,
Yeah, but then it’s over,
And you realise,
She wasn’t singing at all.
And you realise...
And you realise...
And you realise...
And you realise...
However much you need her,
She needs you much more,
However much you need her,
She needs you much more,
However much you need her,
She needs you much more,
However much you need her,
She needs you much more,
And more...
And more...
And more...
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Black Wings
03:11
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Once again, the drama begins,
She flies on black wings,
Floats and dives and turns and spins,
She flies on black wings.
Creeps up through the carpet swirl,
In on sighs and shredded hearts,
Crawling with the purple insects,
Ripped apart, ripped apart.
Passing through the deadhead rose,
Tawdry bloom of doom and gloom,
Red petals and shining thorns,
Dying soon, dying soon.
Once again, the drama begins,
She flies on black wings,
Floats and dives and turns and spins,
She flies on black wings.
Sinks or swims in the bloody spray,
On waves of loss and love,
Drowning in the yellow light,
Drifts above, drifts above.
Desire in thrall to gathered hordes,
Savage heart of crimson hue,
Clawing through to bitter end,
Hating you, hating you.
Once again, the drama begins,
She flies on black wings,
Nasty, filthy, feathered things,
She flies on black wings.
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Among The Ruins
03:20
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You’re living a life among the ruins,
Who does that these days?
Who sinks that low?
You’re a relic,
Your sell-by date is gone.
You’re living a life among the ruins,
No one believes you,
Not a single word,
You’re vanishing,
Becoming something wrong.
You’re living a life among the ruins,
You’re living a life among the ruins.
You’re living a life among the ruins,
The lie is true,
It’s over and it’s gone,
Sunk to nothingness,
But rage against the dark.
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