(t)rip from Fliese EP by Krakelee

Tracklist

6.	(t)rip	2:36

Lyrics

when music flies through the cold
and wrapped myself in a duvet
the black corner lights up
but I still smell the mold

dissatisfied with my own expectations
feel transparent
still vulnerable
one last trip to pillowtown

warm cold no feeling
everything deaf
like the soul is leaving
this tune to my ears
comes closer without fear

the night flew by
no rest in sight
circling and whining thoughts
barefoot on the tile
there is it again
cold music