Medazzaland

Oh, medazzaland
Medazzaland

I had a problem they said they can solve
Soon I wont 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 dont hear them anymore
Now I cant see
But Im 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
Im sinking deeper and deeper
Into medazzaland

I can feel the scalpel on my skin
Its cutting in deeper and deeper
Im in medazzaland
Oh medazzaland