Walking in the shade at night
I've had a strange sensation there was a shadow behind me
And it sent shivers down my spine
As I turn around and take my next breath
Walking in the break of day
It feels like nothing ever changed
It's the same old drag and I
Feel like swallowing a pill
As I smoke my next cigarette
Although the probabilities are low
It feels like everything has stopped to grow
As I turn around and take my last breath
WRITERS
Philipp Freise, Luca Altherr, David Lasry, Claudius Skorski, Aaron Wetzel