I need a table for all my thoughts, because I'm so tired of dancing with them When I compare myself to the world, I'm not even rich enough They come out of nowhere, from all alone A table for all my thoughts, because I I moved from the south to Berlin From a small village to a big city Back then my backpack was full of lies Up to the top, packed with dreams I was like every optimist, mad Friendly to reality Only who is measured with the wrong scale Never knowing what success means From a field full of love to myself With time, it sucked everything away And every time I reach for salvation I fall deeper into the darkness I need a table for all my thoughts, because I I'm so tired of dancing with them When I compare myself to the world, I'm not even rich enough They come out of nowhere, from all alone A table for all my thoughts, because they Bring me around, create chaos, set fires and they Slap me in the face, until I don't know anything anymore A table for all my thoughts, because I In bars with happy hour lights, commercials I play my three songs from the beginning What can go wrong when chasing dreams When you already do what you love It's damn normal, only bonus if you get far It's a lie, if my ego wants to go all the way up From a field full of love to music With time, it became a swamp of numbers, pressure and fatigue And all of a sudden there was nothing like it seemed And only the darkness remained around me I need a table for all my thoughts, because I I'm so tired of dancing with them When I compare myself to the world, I'm not even rich enough They come out of nowhere, from all alone A table for all my thoughts, because they Bring me around, create chaos, set fires and they Slap me in the face, until I don't know anything anymore A table for all my thoughts, because I