Every single night in bed   A black cross says "Perhaps you're getting better   I'd like to thank you for your efforts   To promote what really matters   Whenever you're about to fall   Remember this, it's not a news flash   Don't pretend to know it all, but go ahead   Call it a cocoon crash      What I really see in you   Is nothing like the things you do   As you are doing them right now   What you would really love to win   To become the air as well as trash   Is to get rid of all your skin   Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash   Call it what you will, call it what you will   Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash"      Suddenly the ego that I used to have Is no bigger than an eyelash   Clearly I remember someone told me "Hold on tight, here's your cocoon crash      What I really see in you   Is nothing like the things you do   As you are doing them right now   What you would really love to win   To become the air as well as trash   Is to get rid of all your skin   Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash   Call it what you will, call it what you will   Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash   Call it what you will, call it what you will, yeah (you will)   Call it what you will, yeah (you will)