Nachgedacht

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Extinction

When 
the dark is falling down
And 
the night is holding still

I am lying on the ground
and I don‘t belong to me

And my legs, 
they don‘t belong to me
And my arms, 
they don‘t belong to me
And my head, 
it don‘t belong to me

When the dark is falling down
and the night is holding still
and I am lying on the ground

I don‘t belong to me
I don‘t belong to
I don‘t belong
I don‘t
I