As Yesterday by biniam nihil

In your head the same ideas as yesterday,
In your heart vacuity as yesterday.
All the colours, all the fears are teared away,
All the sweets and all the beats are teared away.
You don't cry and you don't fly and you don't bray,
You just sleep and you just dry and you just play.

In your head all the ideas fading away,
In your heart is just the smell of slow decay.
The worst and hardest things come in heartfelt way,
But you can't kill them, you can't even throw them away.

• Kids
• Germany