I learned it while partying hard
An I, is an I, is an I, is a prison
I saw it with Konstanze
In hipsterdom and under the sail mast
I have seen it with Buddha, with Allah, Jesus, God and Marie
In tantra courses on Mallorca, at a cheese breakfast in Normandy
Strong distraction maneuvers, but nothing helps
One me is a prison, is nothing
It's so easy to start over
But so hard to run away from the truth
We can change life forever, but we can't swap
We follow each other, we take each other with us
(We take each other with us)
I felt it while doing Shi-Gong
I learned it after 4 drinks
I saw it with all those who always start over
I saw it in esotherics
When commuting and recharging energy
When emigrating, checking in, checking out
My self is a backpack made of thoughts
/>Nice diversionary tactic, but it still doesn't help
An I, is an I, is an I
An I, is an I, is an I
It's so easy at the beginning
But it's so difficult to run away from the truth
We can change life forever, but don't swap
We follow each other, we take each other with us
(We take us with)
It's so easy to start from the beginning
But so hard to run away from the truth
We can change life forever, but don't swap
We follow each other , we take ourselves with us
(We take ourselves with us)

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