there’s no light in this room
i can see my hands that writing a loop
it’s snow day in the 1rst of decembre
feeling good, no problem doesn’t matter
it’s a middle of day, it’s a common day
no precursor sign that helps to undestand
it’s about my life, my head
that explains my mind control
when i’m loosing in my brain
when i was just near to be destroy
it’s a middle of day, i lost control of my harm
it’s common day, i could see and speak as well
it’s inside my head,
loose my mind control
loose control of my hand
loose my mind control
see on each face two faces
loose my mind control
it’s inside my head
loose my mind control
it’s inside my head
loose my mind control
loose control of my head
going to be insane