People are running in to what is set
People are fighting with running tapes in their heats

All must be even at Evils creation
Worked out jeans in cent less existence,tongs,tongs,tongs

Respect less existence like scratching or scare
Senseless and nonsense to be dummy of stars

It's pulsing in my veins
Dogs setting their shit everywhere
Digitally digging analytics
I am tired to believe I can help
But better to fight at liest in the heats
To make future real and not degradate

People are running in to what is set
People are fighting with running tapes in their heats...

-Taxi!
-Was?
-Wasser!
-H alal!
-Voice! Ah what a voice!
-Omia!
-Please stop it!
-You are stupid!
-Fools break!
-Just send me up! Just send me down!
-Viel zu viel to discover with this running tapes!!!