I don’t [bad word] anybody
But nobody except me
I was given my thoughts by undiscovered ceiling
That’s hanging above me

There were words but those weren’t enough to say [bad word] you’ve tried to feed me 
Don’t worry ‘cause I never mind them anyway
Every time you’re thinking about me
I’m staying further away than it seems (then it seems)
I’ diving to the bottom of the deepest ocean or a sea
But there still stays unerasable thing inside of us
And it’s called memory 

So please make us separate
Don’t let me suffer from your thorns
I was given my thoughts by undiscovered ceiling 
That’s hanging above me
And you were given to me
And I have never understood
Why don’ let me heal my wounds
Please let me heal my wounds

Let me heal my wounds!

So please make us separate
Don’t let me suffer from your thorns
I was given my thoughts by undiscovered ceiling 
That’s hanging above me

Let me heal my wounds!