Ich will hier raus [English translation]

I've recognized myself in you

This is not meant as a compliment

Have you thought that I'd board a country

In which everyone knows me?

A bit of nicotine, a nice word

And as soon as that you kneel down

What you lack now

Is a lack of empathy

I want, I want

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

Out of here

Of here

Out, out, out

Out of here

The colors have faded

The picture hangs awry

The artist already loses himself in the subjunctive

The muse smelled good

But was born dead

Because becoming fond of something is already half losing it

I wrap you around my small toe

And as soon as that you show up in a negligé

Everything went so right

But now it's over

Where is the bird?

Where is the hand?

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

I want to get out of here

Out of here

Of here

Out, out, out

Out of here

You have burned yourself on me

What remains to me now is sympathy

You simply eat ouf of my hand

I don't want you, I don't know how

• Artist:Jennifer Rostock
• Album:Ins Offene Messer