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I Wish
01:19
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I wish we could be just friends
I wish we could be just friends
When all the memories don’t hurt anymore
When all the memories
I wish we could be just friends
I wish we could be just friends
When all the feelings don’t hurt anymore
When all the feelings
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2. |
Homecoming
02:36
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I went home to see my friends
Back to the town
Back to my old cat hair phobia
And I wasn't sure if there would be any cats left to eat the grass
Otherwise, I would have to cut the lawn, clean the barn and unleash the yarn
I went home and I had to realize
Things cannot be tidied up in the aftermath
Decisions were made without you, and it's not always about you
But if you take a step towards this you will gain the kindness
I went home to see them all again
Happy reunion, happy Truman
One is missing though
He is irreplaceable and therefore nothing is as it was before
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3. |
Do Me A Favour
03:42
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Do me a favour and go
Do me a favour, do it slow
Do me a favour and float like a boat
Steamy water, waves are coming
Watch out, steamy water, waves are coming
Maybe you will be washed back to me, maybe
But all you want to do is to pick up your wetsuit
And jump into the stream like a divided fruit
This time I won’t see you again
And it will take time
Time, it will take time yes it takes time
Time, it will take time yes it takes time
Time
You can swim, but you can’t swim like a dolphin
Cause he’s an honest swimmer in the shimmering sea
Maybe you will be washed back to me
Bling bling sea, you won’t be washed back
Do me a favour and go
Do me a favour and go
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4. |
Teenagers
03:02
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Teenagers are just the worst
Whenever I talk to them
I don't get a word
Not only the fashion words
The missing melody
Doesn't appeal to me
Translator in action
Reestablish the connection
Cause I want to give them hope
And the skills to clean their clothes
Teenagers are just the worst
They think they got it
But they know just a little bit
Whenever they share the same thoughts
It's the hub of the universe
Advising them they shouldn't be like this
Work in progress seems to be senseless
Cause I want to give them hope
And the skills to clean their clothes
Translator in action
Reestablish the connection
Cause I want to give them hope
And the skills to clean their clothes
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5. |
Apartment
02:44
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Living in an apartment
For more or less one year
Looking in you direction
Day by day
Without knowing
You would be showing me the smog of the city
We were hiding from inside your pretty
Apartment
On the fourth floor
Falling for you in front that bathroom door
And while breathing in to much of each other’s
Carbon dioxide
Which made my nose bleed
Under your sheet
In the middle of the night
Before the sun came out
Shining bright
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6. |
Risk Of Falling
03:57
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You don't know where you wanna go
You know what
Think about it and then tell me what you got
I don't know how much I wanna show
How far I wanna go
Cause I might take it slow
I should relax and let you take the next step
Into the unknown
What has been shown, understood
Can only look good
Just to do all of those things with you
To keep me from falling in love with you
Just to do all of those things
Just to do all of those things
Just to do all of those things with you
To keep me from falling in love with you
Just to do all of those things
Just to do all of those things
When we met there was something
Something different
And I, I hope that you will comprehend
So simple I ride my bike
To you, to you...
Just to do all these things with you
To keep me from falling in love with you
Just to do all these things
Just to do all these things
Just to do all of those things with you
To keep me from falling in love with you
Just to do all of those things
Just to do all of those things
It would be great to keep in touch
And swap bikes and numbers and little wonders
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7. |
Let It Be
02:44
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Played games again and again
Seduced me, yes I was your fan
That had power, addiction potential
Bad weather, wild flower
Totally mental, mental
Totally mental
Soft hair, scent in the air
Hard words, cold floor, warm bed, once more
A force of attraction
Another crazy reaction
In every little constellation
Make me believe I'm not a friend
It doesn't need another translation
That this game must come to an end
In every little situation
What you did to me, to me
No longer of this inspiration
Over now, I let it be
I feel recovery in me
I let it be
I feel recovery in me
I let it be
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8. |
St. Leonards
02:42
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I wish we were neighbors
Or even like brothers
An ocean between us
I moving our thoughts
And on the coast
Where the water meets stones
Right up the hill
There is your home
You look at the stones
We look at our phones
A message in time
You write me this line
You, tell me what you gonna do
You, tell me the truth
You, tell me what you gonna do
You, tell me the truth
When we meet again
We don't need a thing
Just look at each other
There is nothing to bother
And what I am thinking
Might be an illusion
Attracted to you
But I don't have a clue
If you feel for me
What I feel for you
We could be one country
We could be one weather
Or even one sweater
That would be so clever
You, tell me what you gonna do
You, tell me the truth
You, tell me what you gonna do
You, tell me the truth
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9. |
Believe
03:20
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Yes, stupid, really
Yes, stupid, really
Yes, stupid, really
To much controversy
But we mostly agree on that one thing
That everything is the fault of the others
I cannot really make myself believe in this
No, not really
Yes, stupid, really
People are talking
Having opinions on everything
And i lost the feeling
To much information on to many channels
Sometimes i lost sense on what it’s worth to live
Statements without background knowledge
You should know
If you really wanne show
If you really wanne go for it
No, nothing, really
We all know for the better
No, nothing, really
Nothing is forever
Nothing is for eternity
Except the plastic waste in the sea
And i just stepped on a battery
On the beach with nobody else
Everyone wants to be seen
Like this battery in the sea
But we are all grains of sand
Brainwashed by the waters of companies
I cannot really make myself believe in this
No, stupid, really
Believing in this society
No, stupid, really
Believing in this society
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10. |
Techno
03:38
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Techno, I didn't feel like going and I hope to get in
Techno, I didn't feel like going
Going to the club to cheer me up
Techno, I didn't feel like going
Going to the mainstream underground scene
I would stand outside in the line
And be seen on several selfies in the background
Moving to the sound from inside
I would stand outside in the line
And be seen on several selfies in the background
Moving to the sound
Techno, my phone was ringing and I knew it was you
Techno, don't try to convince me
As if we were meant to be dancing queens
Shirtless or neon vest
In the dark
All in black
Would be too gloomy for me
I would stand outside in the line
And feel even smaller than I already am
As closer as I get to security men
I would stand outside in the line
And be seen on several selfies in the background
Moving to the sound
I would stand outside in the line
And be seen on several selfies in the background
Moving to the sound from inside
Techno, I didn’t feel like going
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Robert Kretzschmar Berlin, Germany
Robert Kretzschmar, Berlin's favourite drummer for Kat Frankie, Anna Erhard, Masha Qrella, Das Paradies and Albertine Sarges, among others, dares the long awaited step into the world of solo musicians and delivers his solo debut this year. Robert's music is characterised by an apparent minimalism, as the sound is big. He writes, plays, and produces all the songs himself. ... more
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