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Lonely thoughts they seep, into mind
Into me, pushing deep
Wash the dirt, a hard days work
Know my place
On my own
No poison in my bones
On my own
This is where I build my home
My home
This will always be my home
I work until it's late
Walk in and close the gate
I look in the window
And I gaze at my face
Every line and every abrasion
This took my life to make
This took my life to make
On my own

No poison in my bones
On my own
This is where I build my home
My home
I need someone to hold
I need someone to hold
My home
This will always be my home
This will always be my home

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Resident DJ at Berghain in Berlin. Nothing but the Club as a musical and cultural lifeworld forms and defines the life of Marcel Dettmann, who was born in the GDR in 1977 and raised with east-german youth culture. Influenced by EBM and Wave he faces the offspring of virgin Techno in early nineties’s Berlin and gets socialized with this new-born subcultural scene, whose way of life he shall live and develop until today.

Read more about Marcel Dettmann on Last.fm.


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