Pick the glass up , pour the drink inside Pull my head up , look at the room it's turning around Take my clothes off, feel the air kiss my skin And as though sand butterflies, eat my flesh off Till i feel so clean And the day goes by with the help of mechanical actions Glue the pieces of the mirror, watch yourself break Breaking on the wall Like a shadow of a candle, dancing Just before the fire goes out And the day goes by with the help of mechanical actions (FORGET NOT FORGIVE)