Oh, Medazzaland?

Medazzaland

I had a problem they said they can solve

Soon I won't speak

I have no words left in me

I dream in pictures but the sound is muted

I have no way to understand what they say

Into Medazzaland...



People are starting to talk

But I don't hear them anymore

Now I can't see

But I'm still able to think

Do I have any feeling left?

What are they saying about me?

Do they really understand whats wrong?

I feel their hands on my skin

The time has come for them to begin

I'm sinking deeper and deeper

Into Medazzaland

I can feel the scapel on my skin

It's cutting deeper and deeper

I'm in Medazzaland

Oh, Medazzaland