Текст и перевод песни Freezy Trap feat. Neeul - Suchthaufn

Suchthaufn

Probier mi jedn Tog aufs Neiche unta Kontrolle zu hoidn
Meine Sinne san Maschinen, die wollen wos sie sogn
Sie woin Süchte, jedn Tog Süchte
Egal ob Göd, Frauen, Ök, oda grüne Früchte
Ois Metpaher gsehn, gspia wiari schwocha wird
Depressionen, siach, wie i zum Opfa wia
Geleitet vo Süchtn, de mi am Lem hoidn
De mein Körper nehman und eam fias Lem zoihn
Da Ök losst mi owekumma, Gros mocht mi schwindlig
Dass i nimma nochdenkn muas: Wo bin ich
Frogt mei Inneres traurig, i bin vü zu taub ich
Hea nur mehr de Höfte, wü nur mehr saufn
Wü nur mehr rauchn, tiaf inhaliern
Eiotim, bis i mi nimma mehr gspia
Und donn kumman Texte tiaf aus meina Sö
Während dem Schreim, muas i ma wieda an eine stön

A Mensch hod a Sucht
Hodas ned – is unbewusst
A Mensch braucht a Sucht
Wülas ned – is bloß a Flucht
In a Wöd, diera ned wü
Er vastöht sie recht schnö
Menschn san durchschauboa
Grenzn san de Trauer

Es san Süchte, 1000 moi Süchte
De mi auliang, so wie lauter Gerüchte
Göd gwinna, Göd vaspün, Göd zöhn
Depressionen sans, de mi in dera Wöd quön
Oweschittn mit Ök geht leicht, redn hüft nix
Fühst di mit 28 Joahn no imma vom Lebn gefickt
Vereinsomst, Beats bringan di nur mehr zu Rean
Auf deine Texte komma sowieso nimma mehr hean
Da Oitog hod di eikoiht, dei Lebn zagt da wos
Vabring dei Zeit mit Zeigs, des da Spaß no mocht
Schmeiß des ondare weg, loss dein Kopf wieda frei denkn
Nimma eitrübt vo Ök & Rauch, frei denkn
Horrorfüme bringan di im Lebn ned weida
Hostas eh vo deina Mama glernt, durchs Redn wird′s gscheida
Zag uns dei Sö, öffne dei Buch
Denn nur so wirst du erlöst vom Fluch

A Mensch hod a Sucht
Hodas ned – is unbewusst
A Mensch braucht a Sucht
Wülas ned – is bloß a Flucht
In a Wöd, diera ned wü
Er vastöht sie recht schnö
Menschn san durchschauboa
Grenzn san de Trauer

A Mensch hod a Sucht
Hodas ned – is unbewusst
A Mensch braucht a Sucht
Wülas ned – is bloß a Flucht
In a Wöd, diera ned wü
Er vastöht sie recht schnö
Menschn san durchschauboa
Grenzn san de Trauer

Addiction

Every day I try to keep myself under control,
My senses are machines, they want what they say.
They want addictions, addictions every day,
Whether it's money, women, weed, or green fruits.
Seeing everything as metaphors, feeling myself getting weaker,
Depression, look how I become a victim.
Guided by addictions that keep me alive,
That take my body and make it pay for life.
Weed lets me come down, money makes me dizzy,
So I don't have to think anymore: Where am I?
My inner self asks sadly, I'm too deaf.
I only hear half, just want to drink more,
Just want to smoke more, inhale deeply,
Until I can't feel myself anymore.
And then come lyrics deep from my soul,
While I scream, I have to roll another one.

A person has an addiction,
If they don't – it's unconscious.
A person needs an addiction,
If they don't want it – it's just an escape
Into a world they don't want,
They understand it quite quickly.
People are transparent,
Boundaries are the sorrow.

There are addictions, a thousand times addictions,
That lie to me like loud rumors.
Winning money, losing money, counting money,
It's the depressions that torture me in this world.
Switching off with weed is easy, talking doesn't help,
Still feel fucked by life at 28.
Lonely, beats only make you cry,
No one will listen to your lyrics anymore anyway.
Everyday life has become indifferent to you, your life shows you something,
Spend your time with things that are still fun.
Throw the rest away, let your head think freely again,
No longer clouded by weed and smoke, think freely.
Horror movies don't get you anywhere in life,
You learned it from your mom anyway, talking makes it better.
Show us your soul, open your book,
Because that's the only way you'll be released from the curse.

A person has an addiction,
If they don't – it's unconscious.
A person needs an addiction,
If they don't want it – it's just an escape
Into a world they don't want,
They understand it quite quickly.
People are transparent,
Boundaries are the sorrow.

A person has an addiction,
If they don't – it's unconscious.
A person needs an addiction,
If they don't want it – it's just an escape
Into a world they don't want,
They understand it quite quickly.
People are transparent,
Boundaries are the sorrow.