Mistaken (Niklas Ibach Remix) - Milow

We got a problem, sitting in front of two piles of albums We were so happy the times that we bought them All that we know about love is in them All that we have learned Helping you out when I don't even wanna Carrying boxes and memories for ya I wanna smoke up and now I'm searching For a light Now we're having a party And all our friends are having a laugh, hey But it's not so funny to me When morning comes, you'll be gone We got a problem, they playing our song but we're done with the dancing It won't be long before everyone's asking Wishing that we could still talk about it Over all that we have got Your decisions will come back to haunt you And I'll be the ghost of a lover who lost it Is there a way we can talk about it? Oh no Now we're having a party And all our friends are having a laugh, hey But it's not so funny to me When morning comes, you'll be gone We're just having a party But it's feeling like a funeral, hey Seen so much in here When morning comes, you'll be gone That's when the music stops And I see faces drop I'm beside myself, have you forgot? All that we've been through We're just having a party But it's feeling like a funeral, hey Seen so much in here When morning comes, you'll be gone, you'll be gone We're just having a party But it's feeling like a funeral, hey Seen so much in here When morning comes, you'll be gone

Oh-oh Oh-oh Did she tell you it's over? Did she throw you out in the night? Here you come to your other lover Thinking that a reckless heart Will get you high again But I changed the number on my telephone You won't find me when you come calling And I'll say (Must be a case) of mistaken identity I'm not the girl you want me to be Must be a case of mistaken identity Did you think I'd be waiting for you? Did you think I'd be holding my breath To hear the songs of your footsteps Saying it's all over with her And now you need me You need me But I changed the number on my telephone You won't find me when you come calling And I'll say Must be a case of mistaken identity I'm not the girl you want me to be Must be a case of mistaken identity So don't try to call me anymore with your lies Don't be a fool and make the mistake of Thinking I still love you Anyone can tell I'm fine And I don't need you But I changed the number on my telephone You won't find me when you come calling I'll just say Must be a case of mistaken identity I'm not the girl you want me to be Must be a case of mistaken identity Must be a case of mistaken identity I'm not the girl you want me to be, no Must be a case of mistaken identity Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh

(Phantom) If I met you a while back I would've fallen head over heels for you, baby And as you waka pass my window I am thinking of all of the things You could do to me But I am preoccupied by a man Who don't deserve my lovin' Maybe we should hang sometime I believe, you can help me fill the void I feel Oh-uh, whoa, but I might be mistaken I might be mistaken (oh, I) I might be mistaken (oh) I might be mistaken But I might be mistaken I might be mistaken (oh-oh) I might be mistaken (I might be) I might be mistaken (oh yeah) I know that I'm the only man you're addicted to, you Mesmerize all of my heart and soul Are you listening to me, o? (Listening to me o) And she follow me to Connecticut And I decide your solicitor And she don't wanna say bye-bye She said she seen so many people But she addicted to the master Tipẹ-tipẹ, say she dey find me Ọjọ tipẹ, say she been ping me Before, before, she say na suicide If I no give her what she wanting Tipá-tipá, she dey make all my heart beat Tika-tika, she make my story be tragical (She) I might be mistaken, oh I might be mistaken (oh no-no-no-no-no) I might be mistaken I might be mistaken Oh, baby boo, I might be mistaken I might be mistaken (yeah, yeah) I might be mistaken (yeah) I might be mistaken You're not who I thought you were Who I thought you were But I won't waste my energy Won't let you get to me (me) 'Cause my old days are gone (gone) Where I let you do me wrong (me wrong) Yeah, I'm better than that, yeah Yeah, my mama taught me better than that, uh (oh) Oh, I used to, to be on my knees Begging for a man's love And care for me But no, never again, no (no) Oh no, never again, no So, I will never be I will never be mistaken I might be mistaken I might be mistaken I might be mistaken Oh, I, I might be mistaken I might be mistaken (oh, mistaken) I might be mistaken (yeah, still) I might be mistaken (oh) But I might be mistaken I might be mistaken (oh, mistaken) I might be mistaken (mistaken) I might be mistaken

Ich nehme die Erinnerung Und sperre sie weg Wo eben noch ein ganzes Leben war Bleibt nur ein schwarzer Fleck Wenn ich durch unsre Bilder geh' Gibt's nie mehr ein "Was wäre, wenn?" Bist nicht mehr der Mensch Den ich glaubte zu kenn'n Dank dir bin ich frei, frei, frei Im freien Fall Ich fühl' mich so leicht, leicht, leicht Denn du fehlst überall So schön es auch war Es wird nie mehr so sein Dank dir bin ich frei Frei, frei, bye-bye Scrolling through the memories And playin' pretend We keep rewriting history 'Cause we know how it ends If I could go back in time I don't know what I would change I had no regrets, I just wanted to say Dank dir bin ich frei, frei, frei Im freien Fall Ich fühl' mich so leicht, leicht, leicht Denn du fehlst überall So schön es auch war Es wird nie mehr so sein Dank dir bin ich frei Frei, frei, bye-bye Ich steh' im Rauschen, muss unbedingt raus hier I'm stuck in time, in time, I'm stuck in time Alles dreht sich, nur die Zeit, die vergeht nicht I'm stuck in time, in time Dank dir bin ich frei, frei, frei Im freien Fall Ich fühl' mich so leicht, leicht, leicht Denn du fehlst überall So schön es auch war Es wird nie mehr so sein Dank dir bin ich frei Frei, frei, bye-bye Dank dir bin ich frei Frei, frei, bye-bye

It's in taxis it's on trains In airports hopping planes The silence moving on contains It's in all the in-betweens In the day to day routines In over 15 million dreams It's in trying to close the door It's never gonna stop It's in how you're looking for A way to make it stop It's in missing someone more It's never gonna stop No it's never gonna stop It's like trying to fly trapeze Like has-beens gonna-bes Ill at ease and hard to please It's how Paris how Cologne How even Zurich feels outgrown It's in the way you could have known Can you make some room for me Can you make some room for me It's in trying to close the door it's never gonna stop I miss you even more and it's never gonna stop

I'm Peter van der Hold I'm 68 years old I doubt some questions have increased In 42 years of being a priest I'm at the end of my life I'm not sure if I'm gonna survive I often don't know what to say When I talk to Him, when I pray In reply I receive Only silence, no relief I've waited in vain for a little advice From that great voice in the ethereal skies Once I was revolutionary A devoted mercenary A gifted student in God's hands Now I'm old and sick of his demands I tried to be honest and good Did my job the best I could But I always stayed that average man Right in the spot where I'll began During the grief with which I've dealt Spent three decades since I've felt The certainty I so have thought 'bout the existence of the Lord I've seen enough, that's why I know God left this place, long long time ago I'll give him to my perish Things I don't have myself but cherish And namely love and charity Mostly purpose that's what sets you free So I'm where the metaphore I'm not comforting anymore I think I'm almost done with my search Got old so fast even in my church But feels as if I'm kept out Some sort of secret about The meaning of life sometimes Can't fail to notice these are mediocre types I've seen enough, that's why I know God left this place, long long time ago I've seen enough, that's why I know God left this place, long long time ago And time has made me good at one thing And horrible at everything else The blessings of a world divine Were always elsewhere and never mine Oh, I would like to hold someone Briefly maybe have some fun My body's hardly designed So I'm not really the hugging kind Not once has it been Someone with a softer skin Who reached out for me in the middle of the night 'Cause my own lumpy mattress would've turn on the light I think I've been miscast And the time of saints is passed My faith is reclassed but not least After 42 years of being a priest The church is like a woman Thing out of reach like a vision She glimmers in the distance which I could never quite get Now I've left you with my regret I've seen enough, that's why I know God left this place, long long time ago I've seen enough, that's why I know God left this place, long long time ago I've seen enough, that's why I know God left this place, long long time ago I've seen enough, that's why I know God left this place, long long time ago It's my portion, it's my call... It's my portion, it's my call...