Komm Raus

If I could reach beyond the stars to the backseat of her mind,
If anything's ever been real it's been long run down by time

The ground feels full of seeds, they're rusting from the edges

Backslide, I wanna look at your hands, they're full of scars
Outside the worldwide masses will starve
On my way to your door, maybe out of time

(Hush little baby, you should go to sleep)

You have no right to say what is the best for her,
For her
Why is the sky so dull?
Why can't it all just go to sleep?
Can we all go to sleep?
You're the one, you're the same one that I took out