| 作词 : Thomas Backes | |
| 作曲 : Bernd Wittefeld/Lukas Weyland/Thomas Backes/Christopher Neun | |
| You make my head spin, | |
| you keep my mind exploding | |
| with the feels that you plant in my head | |
| with a face thats so bitter, your eyes they’re so bitter | |
| You make me back up | |
| with that look in your eyes | |
| lack of passion always hurts | |
| but sometimes it‘s everlasting | |
| did i tear this apart? | |
| During all those hours | |
| That i spent in airplane seats | |
| Watching the world go down | |
| I’m not afraid of the dark | |
| I’m not afraid of the dark | |
| when the sun will finally set, I’ll be somewhere else | |
| Still interested in the things that won’t get me far from here | |
| Cheers to epicureanism | |
| I’ll take my chance, not gonna miss it | |
| I have a wild bird’s will, wild birds will chase the things they love | |
| Until they go insane | |
| I have a wild bird’s eye, and I’ll see things that you can’t see | |
| Eye to eye with the hurricane | |
| Even if the sun will kiss me | |
| And their flames will burn me badly | |
| I will feel myself embraced | |
| I will feel myself embraced | |
| Even if the seas consume me | |
| and take the skin off of my bones | |
| still makes a better end to this | |
| still makes a better end to this | |
| Cheers to epicureanism | |
| I’ll take my chance, not gonna miss it | |
| getting well, then getting better | |
| Ich bin kein Lückenfüller |
| zuo ci : Thomas Backes | |
| zuo qu : Bernd Wittefeld Lukas Weyland Thomas Backes Christopher Neun | |
| You make my head spin, | |
| you keep my mind exploding | |
| with the feels that you plant in my head | |
| with a face thats so bitter, your eyes they' re so bitter | |
| You make me back up | |
| with that look in your eyes | |
| lack of passion always hurts | |
| but sometimes it' s everlasting | |
| did i tear this apart? | |
| During all those hours | |
| That i spent in airplane seats | |
| Watching the world go down | |
| I' m not afraid of the dark | |
| I' m not afraid of the dark | |
| when the sun will finally set, I' ll be somewhere else | |
| Still interested in the things that won' t get me far from here | |
| Cheers to epicureanism | |
| I' ll take my chance, not gonna miss it | |
| I have a wild bird' s will, wild birds will chase the things they love | |
| Until they go insane | |
| I have a wild bird' s eye, and I' ll see things that you can' t see | |
| Eye to eye with the hurricane | |
| Even if the sun will kiss me | |
| And their flames will burn me badly | |
| I will feel myself embraced | |
| I will feel myself embraced | |
| Even if the seas consume me | |
| and take the skin off of my bones | |
| still makes a better end to this | |
| still makes a better end to this | |
| Cheers to epicureanism | |
| I' ll take my chance, not gonna miss it | |
| getting well, then getting better | |
| Ich bin kein Lü ckenfü ller |
| zuò cí : Thomas Backes | |
| zuò qǔ : Bernd Wittefeld Lukas Weyland Thomas Backes Christopher Neun | |
| You make my head spin, | |
| you keep my mind exploding | |
| with the feels that you plant in my head | |
| with a face thats so bitter, your eyes they' re so bitter | |
| You make me back up | |
| with that look in your eyes | |
| lack of passion always hurts | |
| but sometimes it' s everlasting | |
| did i tear this apart? | |
| During all those hours | |
| That i spent in airplane seats | |
| Watching the world go down | |
| I' m not afraid of the dark | |
| I' m not afraid of the dark | |
| when the sun will finally set, I' ll be somewhere else | |
| Still interested in the things that won' t get me far from here | |
| Cheers to epicureanism | |
| I' ll take my chance, not gonna miss it | |
| I have a wild bird' s will, wild birds will chase the things they love | |
| Until they go insane | |
| I have a wild bird' s eye, and I' ll see things that you can' t see | |
| Eye to eye with the hurricane | |
| Even if the sun will kiss me | |
| And their flames will burn me badly | |
| I will feel myself embraced | |
| I will feel myself embraced | |
| Even if the seas consume me | |
| and take the skin off of my bones | |
| still makes a better end to this | |
| still makes a better end to this | |
| Cheers to epicureanism | |
| I' ll take my chance, not gonna miss it | |
| getting well, then getting better | |
| Ich bin kein Lü ckenfü ller |