I couldn't say that I had imagined
And I could die in front this sadness
I think you're crazy
Or am I crazy
And we are made
To be victimized
Count until three, six or seven
It's nothing (nothing), it's nothing (nothing)
Everyone's illusion is to think that
Living is madness
Jump over madness
Gunpowder, that falls in
Your comfort and everything will explode
We're all crazy
We're all healers
Blind by your choice
Take your parachute
Count until three, six or seven
It's nothing (nothing), it's nothing (nothing)
Everyone's illusion is to think that
Living is madness
Jump over madness
I'm tired of this (I can't avoid)
I'm tired of this, (I want to embrace)
My madness (my time)
Is running out (no patience)
I am, almost there
Count until three, six or seven
It's nothing (nothing), it's nothing (nothing)
Everyone's illusion is to think that
Living is madness
Jump over madness
Count until three, six or seven
It's nothing (nothing), it's nothing (nothing)
Everyone's illusion is to think that
Living is madness
Jump over madness
