Straight walking in crooked lines
stumbling around is vicious
and you barely live your life

possession is the wrong obsession
the silent sounds more attractive
and you'd rather be alone

beyound the stars you'll find out
what's cold and locked inside your heart
there is no one missing
where nobody's seeing you

gnawed nails disguise anxiety
unfailing eyelid twitching
and you're badly insecure

beyound the stars you'll find out
what's cold and locked inside your heart
there is no one missing
where nobody's seeing you
yes you would escape away tonight
but you can't hide from yourself
there is no handling
on this never ending flow