Moabit Lyrics

I left before you could open your eyes and see

That I was a mess

They said in Moabit there's a chance for me

To find what I need

I am not used to the cold, my hands are getting smaller

I can see my bones

I wish they could speak in tongues, or they could hear my songs

I should have stayed at home

Am I scared of being around anyone

Or am I scared of not being with you?

Will we hate ourselves in the city where we've met

Will the wine just lose its taste?

I tried to hate your friends

Turns out I love them more

Than you ever did

You're not as tough as you think you are but it's alright

You got a place to hide emotions

I thought I couldn't cry

In fact I haven't since my grandfather died

Your words are cyanide and I'm drunk again

I'll take a piss and I'll be fine

Am I scared of being alone once again

In a city that I've known through your eyes

I tried to hold my tears but boys do cry

And the wine will lose its taste