Funker Vogt - Stolen Thoughts |
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Stolen Thoughts
Funker Vogt Every morning I wake up With a new identity With some new memories Of my former life All the thoughts I ever had All the memories I can recite Are just an illusion Implanted in my brain And even the city changes With new buildings and new roads But I really cannot tell If its just an illusion Implanted illusions is allthat I can remember Stolen thoughts of a time When I met you last November Now, theres just confusionat this place without a sun I try so hard to escape Theres no place to which to run And suddenly, it hits me That there was no sun for years The illusions fade away Making room for reality |
