Sins from Bärlin by BÄRLIN

I ate too much my dear. I ate too much. I ate too much my dear. I ate too much
His eagle eyes hold, crackling down this mellow.
Tender pray we hide, we hold in this desperate flow.
Lips are gently opening. Hands are sligthly shattering.
Looking for devil Answer in his gloomy gaze
Possessed by evil we don't need no shave
You see the dying lovers it doesn't have to be in vain.
I see the red yellow corners we don't need no pain
His eagle eyes hold, crackling down this mellow.
Tender pray we hide, we hold in this desperate flow.
Lips are gently opening. Hands are sligthly shattering.

And the sins in our head we don't manage to regret. And the sins in our head we don't manage to regret. Have to feel guilty for what. Just let me sleep.

I ate too much my dear. I ate too much. I ate too much my dear. I ate too much
I hate too much my dear, I ate too much.

• Alternative
• Independant
• Jazzy
• Low Rock
• indie rock
• Lille