Every single night in bed

A black cross says "Perhaps you're getting better

I'd like to thank you for your efforts

To promote what really matters

Whenever you're about to fall

Remember this, it's not a news flash

Don't pretend to know it all, but go ahead

Call it a cocoon crash



What I really see in you

Is nothing like the things you do

As you are doing them right now

What you would really love to win

To become the air as well as trash

Is to get rid of all your skin

Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash

Call it what you will, call it what you will

Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash"



Suddenly the ego that I used to have Is no bigger than an eyelash

Clearly I remember someone told me "Hold on tight, here's your cocoon crash



What I really see in you

Is nothing like the things you do

As you are doing them right now

What you would really love to win

To become the air as well as trash

Is to get rid of all your skin

Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash

Call it what you will, call it what you will

Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash

Call it what you will, call it what you will, yeah (you will)

Call it what you will, yeah (you will)



(You will)

(You will)