You've been telling me that I am not what you see,
And that my words fall into a black hole,
And that my sobriety is overshadowed be me,
And that you don't see me as your completing soul.

My replies are lost in this vacuum of words,
And my love is fading in the momentary craze,
Phases of facade we have been through in plastic c(h)ords,
Everywhere we go, we're trapped in this relationship maze.

(Bridge)
Every one is telling me that I am too drastic,
That I'm making a fool of myself now,
But I can only hear you through c(h)ords of plastic,
You know when to reach me, but you don't know how.

(Chorus)
You will see, I am only over time,
I need time to get a grip,
And when that time is over,
We'll pack our feelings and take a trip.

Walking in the wrong direction gives me guiding,
And being with you throws me out,
When I'm alone I fall off the lining,
Off the turbulence, off the rout.

(Bridge)

You know I need my daily storm,
I crave for a disappointment with lime,
I want to feel like a vagabond at home,
Because in the end, I'm only over time.

(Chorus)