Text:
Verse 1
I gave up the smoke, I gave up the pills,
Walked away from the highs, from the cheap little thrills.
But there’s one thing left that keeps me alive,
It’s the sound in my veins, it’s the reason I strive.

Pre-Chorus
You might not see it, but it’s more than a screen,
It’s the place where my heart paints what it’s seen.

Chorus
This is my pulse, my heartbeat in sound,
Take it away and I’m breaking down.
This is my light, my shelter, my art,
The only safe fire that’s warming my heart.

(solo)

Verse 2
I’ve told my doctor, I’ve tried to explain,
This music’s the anchor that steadies my pain.
It’s not just a hobby, it’s my oxygen line,
A melody’s hug when the world’s out of time.

Pre-Chorus
You might think it’s small, just a site, just a name,
But for me it’s my blood, it’s my soul in the frame.

Chorus
This is my pulse, my heartbeat in sound,
Take it away and I’m breaking down.
This is my light, my shelter, my art,
The only safe fire that’s warming my heart.

Bridge
I’m not asking for fortune, not chasing the fame,
Just a place to breathe, a space with no shame.
Every track that I make is a piece of my fight,
A whisper of hope in the depth of the night.

(solo)

Final Chorus
This is my pulse, my heartbeat in sound,
Take it away and I’m breaking down.
This is my light, my shelter, my art,
The only safe fire that’s warming my heart.

Outro
So please understand, when you see me online,
It’s not just a pastime — it’s my lifeline.

This Is My Pulse

Text:
Verse 1
First cry, first breath, the world begins,
Tiny hands held in your mother’s skin.
Raised by voices, taught by time,
The roots you carry, the place you find.

Verse 2
Schoolyard dreams and questions loud,
What will I be, will I make them proud?
The years roll forward, the answers hide,
But life keeps pushing, a restless tide.

Chorus
This is all, the rise and fall,
The joy, the pain, the weight of it all.
Every soul will stand and crawl,
Until the end, we’re part of all.

(solo)

Verse 3
Your first son cries, and your heart explodes,
You show him proudly to the ones you know.
Parents fading, the torch is passed,
The mirror whispers: nothing lasts.

Verse 4
Leaders change, the flags will burn,
Wars are fought, and still we learn.
In your small world there’s peace to find,
A fragile gift in a fragile time.

Chorus
This is all, the rise and fall,
The joy, the pain, the weight of it all.
Every soul will stand and crawl,
Until the end, we’re part of all.

Bridge
Are you happy, do you feel alive?
In a million stories, we survive.
Every birth, every goodbye,
A single thread in the endless sky.

(solo)

Final Chorus
This is all, the rise and fall,
The crown, the dust, the voice that calls.
We walk, we run, we fight, we stall,
But in the end — we’re part of all.

Outro
Before the answer ever comes,
The circle closes, the song is sung.
And you return, where you belong…
Part of all.

Text:
Verse 1
Long before our fragile breath,
Before the wheel, before the net,
They ruled the oceans, sharp and free,
Silent kings of history.

Pre-Chorus
But we came with hunger, steel and lies,
Painted monsters in the public’s eyes.
Built our myths on fear and blood,
While they just swam as they always would.

Chorus
This is the planet of sharks, not ours to own,
Four hundred million years, the sea is their throne.
We are the guests, but we poison the tide,
Wretched invaders with nowhere to hide.

(solo)

Verse 2
No cage can hold their ancient grace,
No glass reflects their rightful place.
In the deep, where the wild hearts beat,
They carry secrets we’ll never meet.

Pre-Chorus
We took their fins, we took their young,
Called them demons with a silver tongue.
But who’s the beast when the blood runs black?
It’s not the fin that leaves the scarred track.

Chorus
This is the planet of sharks, not ours to own,
Four hundred million years, the sea is their throne.
We are the guests, but we poison the tide,
Wretched invaders with nowhere to hide.

(solo)

Bridge
Respect the hunters who kept balance true,
The ocean’s rhythm belongs to the few.
If they should vanish, the silence will tell,
It wasn’t the sharks — it was us who fell.

Final Chorus (bigger, epic)
Planet of sharks, the ocean still sings,
Guardians of time with unbroken fins.
We should bow down, before it’s too late,
For the sea remembers every choice we make.

Planet of Sharks

Text:
[Lakota Hook]
“Mitákuye Oyás’iŋ,
Hečhél wičháša, tȟašína,
Očhéthi Šakówiŋ,
Mníšoše makȟóčhe.”

(Übersetzung: „All my relations,
so it was with the people,
The Seven Council Fires (Lakota Nation),
the land of the Missouri.“)

Verse 1 (English)
Trump says, “kick them out, make it clean,
Build the wall, American dream.”
But listen close, here’s the twist of fate:
Pack your bags, Don, you’re the first at the gate.

Pre-Chorus
’Cause long before the flag was sewn,
This was never yours to own.
You want it pure? Then take the ride,
Back across the ocean tide.

Chorus (English + Lakota)
Send them home, every settler’s son,
Back to Europe, one by one.
USA belongs to the first,
Mitákuye Oyás’iŋ — heal the curse.

Verse 2 (English)
Cowboys, pilgrims, presidents too,
If we’re honest, none of this is you.
Statues falling, truth revealed,
The sacred ground cannot be sealed.

(solo)

Bridge (spoken / rap style)
Imagine Trump in a feathered hat,
Claiming land — but the joke’s on that.
History laughs, the spirits sing,
“This is Lakota, this is the ring.”

Final Chorus (big + layered Lakota words)
Send them home, every settler’s son,
Back to Europe, one by one.
USA belongs to the first,
Mitákuye Oyás’iŋ — heal the curse.
Hečhél wičháša, tȟašína,
Očhéthi Šakówiŋ forever strong!

Back to the First

Text:
Verse 1
Golden towers, ego high,
Tweets like thunder in the sky.
Now the show is near the end,
Time to leave, my orange friend.

Pre-Chorus
Boxes piling, secrets too,
But who’s gonna help when it all falls through?
History calls, it’s not a game,
You can’t outrun your own shame.

Chorus
Who helps Trump pack his bags?
Wave goodbye with stars and flags.
Suitcase full of lies and schemes,
No more walls, no broken dreams.

(solo)

Verse 2
Crowds are gone, the stage is bare,
Even Fox can’t fake a cheer.
Red tie folded, wig in place,
Time to exit, lose the race.

Pre-Chorus
No more shouting, no more spin,
The door is closed, you can’t come in.
History laughs, the truth is clear,
It’s time to vanish, disappear.

Chorus
Who helps Trump pack his bags?
Wave goodbye with stars and flags.
Suitcase full of lies and schemes,
No more walls, no broken dreams.

(solo)

Bridge (spoken / rap)
Pack the chaos, pack the tweets,
Pack the rallies, empty seats.
Pack the anger, pack the hate,
Send it back — it’s past its date.

Final Chorus
Who helps Trump pack his bags?
The world moves on, the future drags.
One last ride, a bitter song,
America’s healing, it took too long.

Who Helps Trump Pack His Bags?

Text:
Verse 1
I close my eyes and I see a place,
No hunger lines, no broken face.
No plastic thrown, no poison air,
Every soul is given care.

Pre-Chorus
No war drums echo, no flags divide,
Just human hands on the same side.
No kings of ego, no need to fight,
Equality burns in the light.

Chorus
In my inner world, the rivers run clear,
No hate, no fear, no shadow here.
We rise together, no one’s alone,
This is the world I call my own.

(solo)

Verse 2
No refugees on the endless road,
No heavy hearts with a silent load.
The sick are healed, the weak embraced,
No one’s forgotten, no life erased.

Pre-Chorus
No envy rising, no greed to feed,
Everyone has what they need.
And every child with a future bright,
The stars above belong tonight.

Chorus
In my inner world, the rivers run clear,
No hate, no fear, no shadow here.
We rise together, no one’s alone,
This is the world I call my own.

(solo)

Bridge
Maybe it’s only a dream I keep,
A secret fire when the night grows deep.
But if we try, if we just believe,
This inner world we could achieve.

Final Chorus (bigger, layered)
In my inner world, the rivers run clear,
No hate, no fear, no shadow here.
We rise together, we break the stone,
And turn the dream into our home.

In My Inner World

Text:
Intro (spoken, joking)
San Fran, big dreams, small brains — grab your hats, lads, this one’s a classic.

Verse 1
Twenty-five strong, feelin’ bold as brass,
Marchin’ downtown in a selfie mass.
Sneakers squeak, and the plan’s a meme,
“Let’s make history!” — or so they scream.

They hit the store like it’s Black Friday,
But forgot the plan, now who’ll pay?
Doors swing wide then snap like a trap,
Turns out the shop had a door with a map.

Pre-Chorus
No getaway car, no secret code,
Just a clumsy line on a foolish road.

Chorus
Oh, the Great Jewelry Jog — what a sight,
Rushed in for bling and left with the light.
The door did the job, closed on their dreams,
Now it’s photo ops behind blue lights and screams.

(solo)

Verse 2
One posts a vid, “We did it, bro!”
Another live streams the lineup show.
Hashtags fly, #WeAreTheCrew,
But the cops already knew what to do.

Security smiled, hit the silent alarm,
Twenty-five sheep, no need for harm.
They tried to hustle with swagger and chat,
But the only heist they pulled was a social stat.

Pre-Chorus
No lookouts, no masks, just reckless chore,
They came for diamonds, left with folklore.

Chorus
Oh, the Great Jewelry Jog — lights so bright,
Dreams in their pockets, now handcuffs tight.
The door locked the plot, the crowd went mute,
Now they’re trending on every suit.

Bridge (spoken, then sing)
“Empire of fools,” the tabloids cry,
But I can’t help but laugh ’til I cry.
If crime’s a sport, they lost the game,
And all that’s left is eternal fame.

(solo)

Breakdown (playful, call & response)
Leader: “Where’s the van?”
Group: “We thought… it ran.”
Leader: “Who shut the door?”
Group: “The floor…? the clerk…? the poor?”
(Crowd: facepalm — big laugh)

Chorus (big, with brass stabs)
Oh, the Great Jewelry Jog — what a sight,
Tipsy on courage, terrible flight.
Door closed the chapter, the cops did the rest,
Twenty-five dreams in striped vests.

Outro (cheeky)
So if you ever plan a caper, here’s the tip:
Don’t post it live, and maybe bring a ship.
But if you’re low on smarts and high on fog,
You’ll go down in history — as the Great Jewelry Jog.

The Great Jewelry Jog

Text:
Verse 1
I helped my neighbor cross the street,
gave some flowers, felt so sweet.
Saved the planet — well, at least I tried,
but does that mean I get a free ride?

Pre-Chorus
Is kindness just a coupon code,
a stamp that says, “all sins explode”?
One good deed, then you’re off the hook?
Nah, that’s not how the system should look.

Chorus
No license for the wicked, no medal for the crime,
good deeds ain’t a ticket, to excuse your dirty mind.
No license for the wicked, no shortcut, no disguise,
do the right thing ‘cause it’s right — not to balance out your lies.

(solo)

Verse 2
You drop two bucks in charity,
then brag online for clarity.
You think that buys you leeway, man?
Like ethics are a points-game plan.

Pre-Chorus
Morality ain’t a punch card, bro,
no “buy one, get one free” on woe.
Do right, but don’t expect a crown,
your slip-ups don’t just melt down.

Chorus
No license for the wicked, no medal for the crime,
good deeds ain’t a ticket, to excuse your dirty mind.
No license for the wicked, no shortcut, no disguise,
do the right thing ‘cause it’s right — not to balance out your lies.

Bridge (spoken, sarcastic)
“Oh, I recycled, now I steal a bike!”
Nah, you ain’t a hero, you just ain’t right.
Life ain’t some moral cashback scheme,
wake up, fool, it’s not that dream.

(Solo)

Breakdown (hard, staccato)
Do good — yeah! But don’t keep score.
It ain’t a trade, it’s something more.
No credit, no coupon, no twisted pride —
good deeds don’t buy your darker side.

Final Chorus (loud, big)
No license for the wicked, no medal for the crime,
good deeds ain’t a ticket, to excuse your dirty mind.
No license for the wicked, no shortcut, no disguise,
truth will catch you anyway — no matter how you rationalize.

Outro (spoken, cold)
Stop counting.
Do good because it matters — not because you want a free pass.

No License

Text:
Verse 1
I don’t need your weather talk, your idle sound,
Don’t need the chatter listing things you found.
Let’s skip the noise, drop the easy lies,
Tell me what’s burning deep behind your eyes.

Pre-Chorus
Silence waits for the truth to come —
Words with weight — not a thousand crumbs.

Chorus
Speak what matters, don’t just speak.
Say the hidden, not the weak.
Show me depth, not shallow waves,
In the quiet — truth is saved.

(solo)

Verse 2
No filler lines like “How’ve you been?”
Ask the wound, ask the win, ask the sin.
Don’t dance on the surface when the floor can crack,
Lean in, speak real, take the leap or back.

Bridge
If we talk with care, every phrase can heal,
Not just breath that fills — but something real.

Final Chorus
Speak what matters, in your voice’s core,
Let less be more — open every door.
Not idle words, but the meaning behind,
Speak what matters — leave shallow behind.

Speak What Matters

Text:
Ich liebe ... ich liebe doch alle, alle Menschen ...

Verse 1
Cold walls whisper, shadows in the hall,
eyes behind the curtains, watching over all.
Files stacked higher than a tower of lies,
a kingdom built on secrets and on silent cries.

Pre-Chorus
But in the echo of the chambered call,
a voice says softly, almost comical:

Chorus
“I love you all, don’t you see?
Every chain is care, every lock is free.
Through the wire, through the keyhole’s fall —
I love you, I love you all.”

Verse 2
Every step you take was written down in ink,
freedom was a ghost, closer than you think.
Fear became the currency, silence was the song,
but even kings of shadows can’t reign for long.

Pre-Chorus
And in the theater of power’s thrall,
a trembling hand insists to all:

Chorus
“I love you all, don’t you see?
Every chain is care, every lock is free.
Through the wire, through the keyhole’s fall —
I love you, I love you all.”

Bridge (ironic chant)
Footsteps on the frozen ground,
echoes where no love is found.
History laughs, the mask will fall,
the voice still crying: “I love you all.”

Final Chorus (heavy, almost mocking)
“I love you all, don’t you see?
Every chain is care, every lock is free.
But the wall came down, and the truth stood tall —
you loved control, not us at all.”

Outro (spoken, soft, sarcastic)
“I love you all…”
— echo fades into silence.

In the Footsteps of Mielke

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