Songtext von Wilt

She stands in her corner of the room Swept out of the way Like so many empty used Packets of shit In the garbage bin Matching the decor - old bones in the closet Strength from the bottle to leave again And crying at talk shows you see on the TV Like fish in aquariums swimming in Other people's pity. Not pain like your drowning in What are you gonna tell your friends? Black is your colour; you fell down the stairs again What does he think of love? Something you suffer from, weakness you rise above Live your grey day in the wings for him Think of all things as they are or They might have been Oh your blue eyes are so black for him Stand in the corner a wallflower wilting