It drains all of my life force
I'm hiding like a Unicorn
It's a phobia...
In this crowded room
The people just stare

Disable the sun
And enter it's space
I want it just to pass around
It's melting my face
All my days, and I human or fake?
All my days, I'm turning over...

Ha!

All my days I'm turning over...

Well, there's a land the dead has captured
It's not always beautiful
It's a phobia
In this crowded room
The people just stare

Descend my soul, to lay in a patch of ground...

Wah!

All my days are turning over...

The last time around
Here we go
I should be in heaven
But I don't go?
All my days, am I human or fake?
All my days are turning over

Descend my soul, to lay in a patch of ground...