Come On, Sense! - Kommode

Hey listen, when I’m talking of the world I’ve seen outside

Hey listen, I keep talking, I will try to make you feel alright

It’s enough, it’s enough, I think you’ve been given enough

It’s enough, not too much, everyone is given enough

Weight to bear

Oh paper, white paper, hold on now to these words

Paper, white paper, how to get through to her

When she lifts you up from her drawer, running her eyes all over you

Will you show her, and show clearly, all the things I’m writing on you?

All to her

Tears of hers

Light, shadows and nothing in between

Shadows and nothing in between

Shadows and nothing in between

Shadows and nothing in between