Burning desire
Please don't
Turn on the light
My head's getting freezed
Coulter, shorter
It's going to cut
Stay on the right boat
And die on the big sea
Across the red line
You can be a free bird
Hey, get out of my head
Hey, get out of my head
Paranoias in my mind
Step by step, side by side
I'm doctor Jekyll now, I'm mister Hyde
I saw her body, laying on the bed
I saw her eyes opened up again, again