Dislocate my savage dreams
And you'll know it's reality
Count the tears in my eyes
No disgust in my mind
It's substantial for my life
My subliminal thoughts are my precepts
I don't want to submit
Don't try to locate my disease
It's no disease don't worry
I'll get my second chance
Now I'm waiting for the onrush in my head
But do you know I'm in a cul-de-sac
I said to you
Tell me lies to believe in you
You hope to clear my face
With a "four-years-night"
Your words so silent and strange
My head is closed for you