ARRIVING HOME - Decay Of My Soul (OFFICIAL VIDEO)
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The official Musicvideo of our new Single "Decay of my soul".
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Music & lyrics by Arriving Home
Video directed by Julian de Manos & Max Beckmann
Recorded, mixed and mastered at pitchback studios in cologne / frankfurt (germany)
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Lyrics
I am deeply ashamed of my misguided interest in constructed sensation
Full of the impressions of everyday life
Hostage of one´s own demands
Insignificant people throw up their trivial problems in my living room
And i delight in them
The first people in the world
Stupid like shit, ugly like hell
Is it a wonder or is it a curse
I´m begging for death but your medicine cures
Tell me what is next
Destroy all mirrors, bury my heart
Start the decay of my soul
Genius criminals
My head is so empty, fill it up with shit
The longing for something meaningless determines my day
The first people in the world
Stupid like shit, ugly like hell
Bite the bullet and mirror yourself
I´m begging for death but your medicine cures
Tell me what is next
Destroy all mirrors, bury my heart
Start the decay of my soul
Genius criminals
Tell me what is next
Destroy all mirrors, rip out my lungs
Start the decay of my soul
Genius criminals
The pressure is unbearable
The kettle about to burst
Open the valve, amuse me - seduce me
Stifle my mind
That's for your genius criminals
Give me more, give me more
Tell me what is next
Destroy all mirrors, bury my heart
Start the decay of my soul
Genius criminals
Tell me what is next
Destroy all mirrors, rip out my lungs
Start the decay of my soul
I´m begging for death but your medicine cures