Trashing Days

作词 : Markus Acher

作曲 : Michael Anton Acher

Then i come in, they go mad, hit my nose and hit my back, break me every single bone, throw me out just like a stone.

It's the corner. it's the dress, small the town and big the mess, that

I cause with every step, but still

I walk, nonetheless.

They're skipping backwards, they're trashing days, is that all they're believing in?

Smash my head to make it spin.

It won't change so come with me, just with your eyes

I will see. just with your arms

I can hold, and keep away them dump and cold.