Pick the glass up , pour the drink inside
Pull my head up , look at the room it's turning around
Take my clothes off, feel the air kiss my skin
And as though sand butterflies, eat my flesh off
Till i feel so clean

And the day goes by with the help of mechanical actions

Glue the pieces of the mirror, watch yourself break
Breaking on the wall
Like a shadow of a candle, dancing
Just before the fire goes out

And the day goes by with the help of mechanical actions

(FORGET NOT FORGIVE)