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Two watches like Schwartzkopf Rappin' with Hof Did not have enough Chillin in da pool Everythin' cool Raging Bull 70" TV Screen Listening to Tool Jus' Schwartzkopfin' my life away It's just another day For Dis Heures Hey

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You're so close but far away

the telephone call - kraftwerk

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Woffy <3

This video is driving me crazy

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Best Surprise of 2023

some call it liebe some call it אהבה some call it amour some call it LA FOLIE I call it you you are my madness my everything I can't stop, baby you make me feel new you are a gift, a freshly wrapped gift under the christmas tree in a warm-cold-outside Austrian morning I am a kid called Hans or Ralph and I unwarp it and it's you cuz you're a gift and i love you so fucking much every moment with you is like a lifetime you believe in me, accept me for what i am i accept you for yourself you bring out the lover in me, and i in you i can't believe you exist I didnt know they still made girls like you thought it was all over, alles ist vorbei but you came and surprsied me you're the best surprise of 2023 and i'm the luckiest man alive

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Emergency 28/6/23

Turkish delight, it's alrite Your love is tite Woman heal me, feel my heartbeat Keep this vibe from the tetherin' storm I need love, I need you I need you, what shall I do? GIVE IT TO ME urgent Suddenly I'm going so strong with each chat baby Your electric personality You saved me from the fire of heartbreak Thank you girl for my survival And a love so strong You feel so good, it's much more than physical Everything is oh so beautiful Our love so phat Can't be beat by Arafat You're so deep in my system You're cool and addicting Thanks for existing

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Thank you Ralf und Florian for another fantastic evening #kraftwerk

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broken heart right from the start you took my soul storm in a bowl your eyes killed me your personality thrilled me you said the three words played skyrim with nords threw my heart into the bin but now i'm better than I ever been

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Hyundai I-10 Formula 1 Mclaren Think you're better than me Think again Dis This Dis That Got the gat Crazy bat Not a rat My rhymes are phat Yo will be sat 40 Thai Baht Archie's a nut I loved you but On my heart you shat With your big ol' butt Dis This Dis That You taste worse than Pizza Hut

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Qatar Airways Heartbreak farewells Mornin' sex Good ol' hex- Funny text messages Thai massages Bodies in baggage's Mustached highway cops with badges Dodger and the Badgers Landin' in singers You took my heart, threw it in the mixer But I'm a lover, not a shitter You broke me but I'm complete now, boo You'll beg me to soon to finally text chu

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10 posts!

Noice

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Verbiage

Visage

Baggage

Letters that turn into words

Words that turn into sentences

Sentences like "I love you"

or "I love you no more"

It ain't no chore

Been there before

Heartbreak avenue, such a bore

I'm on the highway to paradise

Gonna listen to Vanilla Ice

You broke my heart but it is mended now

How-how-how

Good friends, music, watches and food

Bustin' makes me feel good

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how can you be confused and say i love you i wanted your love, your mind, not your body, not your skills i didn't care about no 100 dollar billz the entire world i would give you on plate but to my heart, like the bus, you were late always on my shoulder tellin me "i coulda been yer wife" pain without you in my life is quite rife but i'm letting go, yes i am i am in a better place, goddamn i hope you're well, wherever you are even if it's in the USSR so let me go, and let met let go i'll always love you tho in a platonic kinda way i wanna buy the jubilee black bay song's over why you still here readin' bad rhymes rhymed by amir 'sall good baby baby like wallace sang i ain't gonna finish this with a good old big bang kinda late so i'll goto bed wish i had red red wine go up in mah head

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I'm Magic / Dis Heures Dis / 17/06/2023

You're Senna, I'm Schumacher You're Djokovic, I'm Sampras You're Beethoven, I'm Mozart You're Messi, I'm Pele You're Jordan, I'm Magic And I'll tell you what girl, I'm OK with being just Magic It's magic. magic, it's a kind of magic, magic, magic

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Murderer! You will be tried! For the crimes committed! Against schlagerkopf's heart! You are a murderer. You murdered my heart. Our love. My love. Our unborn children. Our unpaid for mortgage. Our little Mitsubishi we'd take the kids to school before driving to work. Our huge TV set. Our shared vinyl collection (me Kraftwerk, you Radiohead).

You murdered my hopes and dreams. You massacred my hopes. 20th century style. Not even one hope got away. All bunched up next to a pit and, to quote Doctor Dre: "RA-TA-TA-TA".

You're a murderer and you're on the loose. Bet you committed a few more murders after me. I am CERTAIN that you murdered at least one heart before me, 'cuz you told me all about it girl, remember?

So, I guess, that kinda makes you a serial killer? That's FBI stuff, sis. And the FBI don't fuck around, so I hear.

But I'm still alive. Sure, some rooms in my heart are dead forever, but we'll all die anyway in the end, right? Still, I'm still standing - to quote the Sir with the funny goggles. You murdered me but I am a live. I am a zombie. A love zombie. Who wanted to kiss and cuddle you and talk all night about music and video games. But you wanted that with others.

Which is fine. The boys stormed Omaha beach for you to have that choice. And I also have a choice.

To tell you that I still love you, not romantically; as a person - a whole. Because you and I had the best kiss of my life, and in that very little moment, those two hours, on May 13th, Wednesday, 2015, I really knew what love was, as our tongues were battling out like sumo fighters inside each other's mouths.

I hope you are happy, you little beautiful charming ultra-smart Daenerys-esque-looking serial murderer.

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Radiohead used to make me sad because they reminded me of a girl I thought would be my wife and even more than that - the fact that I will never ever get to see the band of my youth live in my lifetime. Out of the fabulous, amazingly talented people playing the song in this music video, only the guy with the hat is still breathing today.

I take comfort in the existence of god's greatest gift to humanity, YouTube, where you can rewind the 3 minutes and 14 seconds that compose this song again and again and again, in some kind of magical digital online necromancy, knowing that whenever I want, wherever I want (provided there's internet) - Motörhead will perform on my screen at the swipe of a finger.

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ChatGPT ain't got nothin' on me Generating rehashed shit, treadin' on me I'm human, you're not I'm flesh, you're bot Talk all day about how you're gonna take my bread Hell, before that'd happen I'd be dead Respect for AI and technology and such But there ain't no replacement for the human touch So generate your poems and essays and nonsense While I write this shit, homo-sapiens