Why can't I feel the things that I'm supposed to   Why can't I steal   Why can't I see what I have to do   To make it real      I laugh when you die   I cry when it feels good   And I scream becasue I want to      Something tells me I've been here before      There are two things missing from my life   Love and money   If I could steal them maybe I'd be   Happy      Gimme bread I want no more   But gimme cake 'n' I'll want cream   And if I scream   It's coz I want to      Something tell sme I've been here before      If I could write my name in the snow   Winter to spring   Would it mean that I know   Anything   And with my hand on your head   Does it mean that I approve   Or do I scream - because I want to      Something tells me I've been here before