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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eike Steffen
Eike Steffen
Guitar
Peter Lützeler
Peter Lützeler
Guitar
Reinhart Redel
Reinhart Redel
Bass
Martin Blum
Martin Blum
Drums
Nikita Kabakov
Nikita Kabakov
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eike Steffen
Eike Steffen
Songwriter
Peter Lützeler
Peter Lützeler
Songwriter
Reinhart Redel
Reinhart Redel
Songwriter
Martin Blum
Martin Blum
Songwriter
Nikita Kabakov
Nikita Kabakov
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eike Steffen
Eike Steffen
Executive Producer

Lyrics

You asked me why
Now I'm asking myself
Why aren't you running
Or screaming for help
You are robbing me
Of my illusions
You are taking away
My false conclusions
You are bleeding me out
You are making me doubt
You make me question
What all of this is about
Would I be here
If I didn't have to
I had the choice
Then what would I do
So far I have lived
In my own world
Only have listened to
What I have been told
But this one word
Is piercing my mind
I hate it so much
That you don't want to fight
So far I lived in a world
That I could understand
Didn't have to think
Only to follow commands
You said one word
Invaded my mind
Looked into my eyes
And asked me why
You are bleeding me out
You are making be doubt
You make me question
What all of this is about
Would I be here
If I didn't have to
If I had the choice
Then what would I do
But here you are standing
In front of me
You sad one word
Invaded my mind
Looked into my eyes
And asked me why
You are making me doubt
Written by: Eike Steffen, Martin Blum, Nikita Kabakov, Peter Lützeler, Reinhart Redel
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