Bendery from Resting Places by Dead Koys

we got ourselves together, to relieve our pains and than it's time, crack a smile again.
it's hard to understand, that we have to kiss our limits
to know what we have and what we are.
my best friends make me weak, they leave me incomplete.
there's is nothing left to learn from them.
i still write about sensitivities, about first world
problems that make me sick, while my sleepy eyes still see: it's bendery.
a city without sense, where we found ourselves and we are still wondering why we are still alive.
it's hard to understand, that we have to kiss our limits
to know what we have and what we are.
my best friends make me weak, they leave me incomplete. there's is nothing left to learn from them.
sometimes it's better, that bendery won't last forever
to be honest and all i can do is to say that i like you.
let's waste and cry again.

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