[Music by Goffer and Jawa, lyrics by Jawa]

It must be an illusion
It must be raving at least.
There is so much pollution.
In mind, and I don't resist.
My dreams seize me
With such dense mist
I have an oppressive feeling
That I may not exist

 Take me back
 From this crowd
 They shout shout always shout shout

It must be a weird sickness
The first-aid-box isn't full
I call myself a genious
I rove in my [bad word] My inside is a forest
I'm half-full with a beast
I want to end this with [bad word] Guys I may not exist

 Take me back
 From this crowd
 They shout shout always shout shout