Dirt

Was walking through the darkest parts
Where it really hurts inside
Was hoping to come out at dawn
To see a kind of silver line

And in the end I sold my soul
I lived a life of hollow words
Clinging to my juvenile dream
I lived a life of minimal meaning

I still can feel the dirt inside

Seeking for a friend or love
Seeking for a route in the dark days
Bearing all the longing inside
Missing all the fun outside

A role in a useless game
A cheap movie without an end
Kissing and hugging art
It drove me away from my love

I still can feel the dirt inside

_{(c) 2015 ORDEN-PUBLISHING
music by: Mic Jogwer
lyrics by: Mic Jogwer
recordings: 2015 in Berlin, Germany by Pink Turns Blue (Jogwer/Walter)
original release: studio-album ‘THE AERDT – UNTOLD STORIES’ (2016) by ORDEN-RECORDS BERLIN
SMT-Code: 086.000.000}