(Berlin calling, Berlin calling)

I can fell my mind in pieces
And little pieces flying in the air
And the air carrying all the little pieces
To get into your heads
I can hear my friends talking
I can see the people walking
I can do everything or anything
But i just stay here sending my stuffs for them
I’m nervous now, my eyes turned to black
My brain sends my impulses to everybody
Can you see the ghosts now stand up in
front of you
Are you ready for what you’ll fell now
To be out, to be out insane and scape of late
To be free, to be free insane
To setting about to the rage of late
Do it, do it
Are you fine