NACHT

NACHT (Karlsruhe) is heading over to Mannheim
‘Sorry, you're not
A winner with the air so cold and a mind so bitter
What have you got
To lose but false intentions and a life so pretentious?
Scratch card glory or waist low pleasure?
Black eyes, nose bleeds, don't look back now
My white abode, do you remember?
My white abode, but it's such a thrill to find out... ‘
C.B / R.R / L.R.C / R.R