Autogrill from Resting Places by Dead Koys

my body is aching. my sleepy eyes are red
and filthy. my mind is not healthy, while i look outside, while i am drunk and free today,
while i look for a steady identity. it goes on an on.
if a song is nice, play it twice. a closer look inside
makes me realize, that there is nothing i can do,
that makes me feel a way better. i don't want to die,
tonight i try to. while i miss you.
on and on, my body is aching.
on and on, again and again,
i felt in love with the worst case.
on and on, i felt in love with a resting place.
while i miss you, nothing is left to get,
nothing is left to understand – again.
i listen to springtime again.

• Punk
• emo
• hardcore
• post-punk
• punk
• softcore
• Hagen