Oh Meddazzaland, Medazzaland I have a problem they said they could 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'm 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 scalpul on my skin it's cutting in deeper and deeper I'm in Medazzaland, oh Medazzaland
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