Addictives drugs

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I’m mixed up in my thoughts
in the dark cold night,
I think I see you,
but just as soon it’s all disappeared.
I can’t faintly see a wague light
on the cold sidewalk
where I was lieing about in my ‘high’.

The winther night is heavy with frost,
now morning is approaching,
shadows on the street,
they stared at me.
The flame in the wind,
it burned for you,
lit a small glimmer on the night sky.

I shout at the shadows
that are quickly passing by.
Maybe they’ll help me
and take me along with them.

I stare in dispair,
the windows are gleaming with golden light.
Through the red mist
you smiled so mildly.
A deceiving fata morgana.
things appear brighter to me,
maybe new times lie ahead.

I shout at the shadows
that are quickly passing by.
Maybe they’ll help me
and take me along with them.

The flame has gone out now
and everything has become silent.
The ground is covered with snow,
it’s dark on the street.
Stings in my arm,
and my face is distant,
my dear, I just wish you where here now.

I shout at the shadows
that are quickly passing by.
Maybe they’ll help me
and take me along with them.

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