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Description
The dim lamp flickers like a nerve on edge. The room is dimly lit, too quiet to be calm. The air is thick, as if memories are floating in it, and every flicker is either a call or a warning. Here, light does not save; it beckons, burning those who come too close.
There is something in this music like a dream that is frightening, but you don't want to leave. The voice sounds like a shadow whispering about tenderness that has long since been shattered by reality. Everything around vibrates - not with the body, but with the remnants of feelings that are no longer reciprocated. And while the light flickers in the darkness, the moths continue to fly - stubbornly, beautifully, senselessly.
Mastering engineer, sound engineer: Adam Radwan
Producer: Waterboutus
Producer: Stoopid Lou
Producer: Evin Kyujukali
Music publisher: Anthra Music GmbH
Music publisher: Copyright Control
Lyricist: Souly
Composer: Waterboutus
Composer: Stoopid Lou
Composer: Evin Kyujukali
Lyrics and translation
Original
Sometimes
I am searching for the meaning. I'm tired.
But there is still a spark in my eyes.
Fuck up, fuck up.
Hey, hey. Chase. Hey.
Fuck up, fuck up.
Hey, hey.
Fuck up, fuck up.
Hey, hey.
Ich bin die Motte in dei'm Zimmer an dei'm Licht.
Hey, hey. Chase.
Ich bin die Silhouette. Siehst du mich denn nicht?
Hey, hey. Huh.
Vertrau kein' Motten, weil sie suchen nur das Licht. Hey, hey. Fuck.
Wir hab'n vibriert, doch jetzt vibrier'n wir nicht. Hey. Ah. Bitch, ich take kein
L, so wie ein gottverdammter Prinz.
Lieber sterb' ich Playboy als wie ein Verlierer zu gewinn'.
Du holst dir ein' runter auf ein' Neunzehn, es weh'.
Du bist nichts für mich, außer ein Teil vom System. Was bedeutet dir ein W?
Kommt dahinter kein E-R.
Du siehst aus wie ein Schwanz, ich schwör, ich hass' dich nicht mal mehr. Ja, Gewinn' war ein Muss, aber sag, was ist der Preis?
Und manchmal bin ich froh, so ein Verlierer zu sein.
Ja, ich fühl' mich wie das Meme, der Blick, wie ich auf allen Partys steh'.
Ich steh' einfach in der Ecke in Saint Laurent, zieh' einfach an mei'm Joint.
Du kennst mich nicht, das liegt nicht an dem Rauchen. Wie kann man so dumm sein?
Warum stehst du in der anderen jetzt und heulst?
Du hast so viel Scheiß, dass ich ihn langsam schon erwarte.
Darum fällt's mir leicht, trotzdem zu tun, als wär's gut, wie's grad läuft.
Weil wenn ich Angst hab vor nichts, außer dem Licht um mich dran gewöhne, an den Zustand, bin ich selten enttäuscht.
Ich bin die Motte in dei'm Zimmer und mein Körper will zum Licht.
Du bist die Dunkelheit und eigentlich will ich dich. Ich bin das Monster unter'm
Bett und guckst du drunter, bin ich längst schon wieder weg.
Ich bin die Motte an dei'm Licht. Ich setz' mich auf dich drauf. Das Flattern in der Nacht.
Ich bin der Schatten an dei'm Haus. Huh. Chase.
Gib mir dein Cash, ich bin die Motte auf dem Boot.
Wenn du mich flexst, dann schlag mich tot. Ich komm' zurück, sonst.
Chase.
Ich bin die Motte in dei'm Zimmer an dei'm Licht.
Hey.
Ich bin die Silhouette. Siehst du mich denn nicht? Doch, du siehst mich. Ah.
Vertrau kein' Motten, weil sie suchen nur das Licht. Chase.
Wir hab'n vibriert, doch jetzt vibrier'n wir nicht mehr. Nein, wir vibrier'n nicht mehr. Hallo.
Fuck up, fuck -up. Hey, hey. -Chase. Fuck up, fuck up. Hey, hey.
Ja, doch, du siehst mich. Ah.
Fuck up, -fuck up. Hey, hey. -Hey.
Fuck up, fuck up. Hey, hey.
English translation
Sometimes
I am searching for the meaning. I'm tired.
But there is still a spark in my eyes.
Fuck up, fuck up.
Hey, hey. Chase. Hey.
Fuck up, fuck up.
Hey, hey.
Fuck up, fuck up.
Hey, hey.
I am the moth in your room by your light.
Hey, hey. Chase.
I am the silhouette. Don't you see me?
Hey, hey. Huh.
Don't trust moths because they only seek light. Hey, hey. Fuck.
We vibrated, but now we don't vibrate. Hey. Uh. Bitch, I'm not taking any
L, like a goddamn prince.
I'd rather die as a playboy than win like a loser.
You get yourself down on a nineteen, it hurts.
You're nothing to me except a part of the system. What does a W mean to you?
There is no E-R behind it.
You look like a dick, I swear I don't even hate you anymore. Yes, winning was a must, but tell me, what's the prize?
And sometimes I'm glad to be such a loser.
Yes, I feel like the meme, the look of how I stand at all the parties.
I'm just standing in the corner in Saint Laurent, just puffing on my joint.
You don't know me, it's not because of the smoking. How can you be so stupid?
Why are you standing in the other one now and crying?
You have so much shit that I'm starting to expect it.
That's why it's easy for me to still act as if the way things are going is good.
Because if I'm not afraid of anything except the light around me and get used to the condition, I'm rarely disappointed.
I am the moth in your room and my body wants to reach the light.
You are the darkness and actually I want you. I am the monster beneath me
If you look under the bed, I'll have long since left.
I am the moth to your light. I'll sit on top of you. The fluttering in the night.
I am the shadow on your house. Huh. Chase.
Give me your cash, I'm the moth on the boat.
If you bend me, then kill me. I'll come back, otherwise.
Chase.
I am the moth in your room by your light.
Hey.
I am the silhouette. Don't you see me? Yes, you see me. Uh.
Don't trust moths because they only seek light. Chase.
We vibrated, but now we don't vibrate anymore. No, we don't vibrate anymore. Hello.
Fuck up, fuck up. Hey, hey. -Chase. Fuck up, fuck up. Hey, hey.
Yes, yes, you see me. Uh.
Fuck up, fuck up. Hey, hey. -Hey.
Fuck up, fuck up. Hey, hey.