Lyrics: Felix Seyboth
Music: Felix Seyboth/Axel Seyboth/Philipp Spohrer/Marius Spohrer
Looking up symptoms on my phone
Been feeling sick for days
Leave the crowd to sit here all alone
There could be million different ways
I was on top but now I'm down
To have a day off or maybe two
Forcing myself to be a
working member of society
Ignoring my health as it's something
I don't really need, so please
U're beside me but so cold
U make me love the loneliness again
Leave my body leave my room
U make me fall in love with the floor again
I've got a fear of missing out
But is it worse than keeping up a
conversation with a boring crowd?
Defining my wealth by numbers
is that what we call hypocrisy?
Ignoring my health as it's something
I don't really need, so please
U're beside me but so cold
U make me love the loneliness again
Leave my body leave my room
U make me fall in love with the floor again