Watch the devil dance upon my room where our bed is cold  Pray I'll take this day and make it to my very special own  Hear the trafficlights letting all the people step aside  Twist and turn, change the gear, take it back and push rewind    Let the doctors taste my brain, what will they find  I can blame on someone else, just pass me by  I guess your mum and dad let you know they are all so proud  Hope you feel you're very much alive    The pictures on my wall keeps moving on to another life  Turn the radio on so you can hear and we will brake the ice  Can you hear the outside calling for your soul, so sell your mind  This will be the last of everything, I kiss your hands goodbye