Category: Musik

Hello, hello, hello my darling, have we reached the end?
‘Cause when the stitches fall apart we’re hanging by a thread
Hello, hello, hello my darling, some things never change
When our words are dipped in gasoline, our love goes up in flames
I tried so hard to get behind your mental barricade
But every time it leaves me feeling damaged, torn, and frayed
Hanging by a thread
Hanging by a thread

(Billy Talent, Hanging by a thread)

(Nie ohne Projekt)

Brave, brave is a meaningless word
In the 20th century
Save, save for the times that you heard
When it means stupidity
Like, right now, if you could disappear
I know that you would
If you could start this year again
If you could, if you could

Caffeine or Me? (Karate)

Shai Maestro Trio in der Laeiszhalle, Hamburg

(Olaf sagt, dass das vor 21 Jahren war…)