Reading in the phone booth Sucking on a ginger root I never got to talk to you Why is this the image I come back to? Pick my jewelry from the ash
Find the box with the cold hard cash in it Give it to the next of kin
I used to be too deep inside my head Now I´m too far out of my skin Too far out of my skin I am at peace with my death I can go back to bed I am at peace with my death I can go back to bed
I make a desert of my mind Unfold myself so flat and wide Have nothing in mind in sight No cover for my thoughts to hide Never went to Monaco But I held your hand in the pocket of my coat I learned to be loving and then to be alone
Satisfied body and a hungry soul
I used to be too deep inside my head Now I´m too far out of my skin Too far out of my skin I am at peace with my death I can go back to bed I am at peace with my death I can go back to bed
I don´t wanna be that man on the train On a grey commute, imagining fame Sweet relief, I will never be complete I will never be complete I´ll never know everything I will never be complete I will never be complete I will never be complete
I´ll never know everything
I used to be too deep inside my head Now I´m too far out of my skin Too far out of my skin
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