作曲:Malte Nikolas Willms,Malte Willms
作词:Malte Nikolas Willms,Malte Willms
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The fog is rolling into the bay
And the tides are high and the water's rough
He thinks about you tennessee
And wishes you call him home
She spends hours putting makeup on and uses profanity
He thinks about you stephanie
And wishes you'd call him home
When he finds himself against the wall
Surrounded by fears he's never known
He thinks about old enemies
And wishes they call him home
When the sky is black on black but it should be golden
Outside there's way too much snow
He thinks about you germany
And wishes you'd call him home