(Oh, Medazzaland)
I Have A Problem, They Said They Can Solve
Soon I Won't Speak
I Have No Words Left In Me
I Dream In Pictures
But The Sound Is Muted
I Have No Way To Understand What They Say
(Into Medazzaland)
People Are Starting To Talk
But I Don't Hear Them Anymore
Now I Can't See
But I Am Still Able To Think
Do I Have Any Feeling Left?
What Are They Saying About Me?
Do They Really Understand What's Wrong?
I Feel Their Hands On My Skin
The Time Has Come For Them To Begin
I'm Sinking Deeper And Deeper
Into Medazzaland
I Can Feel The Scalpel On My Skin
It's Cutting In
Deeper And Deeper
I'm In Medazzaland
(Oh Medazzaland)