Das Motto des ersten FOFL im Jahr 2025 lautete: 2024. Es standen also Lieder aus dem vorangegangenen Jahr auf der Agenda. Leider fiel ausgerechnet jenes FOFL-Mitglied, das das Motto gewählt hatte, krankheitsbedingt aus. Das Protokoll ist also speziell für P. Gute Besserung!
Neben jeder Menge Songs gab es jede Menge Spaghetti und jede Menge Spaß.
But I'm dying slowly on the inside
Call my friends and tell them that I hate
The way they say
"Turn that frown right upside down"
Like it's that fucking easy to change my face
When I feel like this
I can't move my lips
Everything goes down, down, down, down
There's a flicker of light
There's always morning after the night
You ditched on my brilliant plans
And sold them to someone real
The mind is electricity
My mind is metal
I'm loaded on high tension, obsessional
The art of escaping from joy
Has bowled me over
Sometimes I miss redemption
Sweet power to you ...
Why does everything go wrong
When you end up caught between
Those lines so oblivious
Not simple like jealousy
Quand la solitude vient me rendre visite
J'ai pris l'habitude alors, alors de l'inviter
Il vient chanter pour moi
Me fait pleurer parfois
Souvent même si je n'étais pas là pour ça
Il me fait pleurer, ma foi
Si j'y retourne, c'est que j'aime ça
Pleurer dans sa voix
[Wenn die Einsamkeit mich heimsucht
habe ich es mir zur Gewohnheit gemacht, ihn einzuladen
Er kommt und singt für mich
Bringt mich manchmal zum Weinen
Oft auch, wenn ich gar nicht da bin.
Er bringt mich zum Weinen, na ja,
wenn ich dem erneut zuwende, dann weil es mir gefällt
Tränen in seiner Stimme]
Hello there Zaho, it's your old friend Tom
I am very proud of the person you've become
Where I am weak, oh, you seem strong
See into your soul when I listen to your songs
I shut my eyes and I hear you sing
I feel the storm underneath my wings
And I know we'll be friends
Until the bitter end
Move it up, down, left, right, oh
Switch it up like Nintendo
Say you can't sleep, baby, I know
That's that me espresso
I can't relate to desperation
My give-a-fucks are on vacation
And I got this one boy and he won't stop callin'
When they act this way, I know I got 'em
Too bad your ex don't do it for ya
Walked in and dream-came-trued it for ya
Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya
Armistice, we never tried it
You're the soldier, I'm police
Listen baby, we can't deny it
You don't want to win this war, 'cause you don't want the peace
The word was weaponized, as soon as it had passed your lips
I am a gentleman, I refuse to show my gentleness
Fuck around and find out, the angry child recites this every day
The universe will pry out the truth which is you've got nothin' to say
In dreams, I scream piano, I softly reach the high note
The world don't recognize a singer who won't sing
Universe
Reflections of mind
Eternal endless curse
Death and rebirth
Circular
Below as above
Vibrations made by love
Moments on earth
On rehearse
A trial of heart
Collective sense of loss
When we're apart
Einen FOFLigen Frühling Euch allen! 🌼
Eure Penjelly