domingo, 5 de octubre de 2025

Rosa Anschütz - Watch Me Disappear - 2025


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  1. Walking through
    The broken glass
    Thoughts of things
    That weren’t
    Supposed to last
    Take nothing
    For granted
    Which should have been
    Provided
    In the chaos
    Of hope
    And expectations

    I step from room to room
    To find a home
    Room to room
    To find a home
    Pack my things
    Be alone

    Follow the dice
    The dice is rolling
    Don’t hold it on
    Follow the dice
    The dice is rolling
    Don’t hold it on
    Sometimes it hasn’t
    The best numbers
    Don’t hold it on
    Sometimes it hasn’t
    The best numbers
    Don’t hold it on
    Don’t hold it on

    A spit on the roots
    That I come from
    Loyalty should be simple
    In all it’s forms
    It’s not so hard to leave now
    Because my senses
    Feel dead

    No
    I’m not missing
    What I had once
    I’m more
    Kicking the traces
    Took me years
    To find answer
    And now
    It saddens me instead

    Nobody
    Is allowed to question how I feel now
    I want to be furious
    Upset
    And sad

    But I can’t feel a thing
    Its so obscure
    To feel
    Left in dirt

    Follow the dice
    The dice is rolling
    Don’t hold it on
    Follow the dice
    The dice is rolling
    Don’t hold it on
    Sometimes it hasn’t
    The best numbers
    Don’t hold it on
    Sometimes it hasn’t
    The best numbers
    Don’t hold it on

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