Dislocate my savage dreams And you'll know it's reality Count the tears in my eyes No disgust in my mind It's substantial for my life My subliminal thoughts are my precepts I don't want to submit Don't try to locate my disease It's no disease don't worry I'll get my second chance I said to you Tell me lies to believe in you You hope to clear my face With a "four-years-night" Your words so silent and strange My head is closed for you Now I'm waiting for the onrush in my head But do you know I'm in a cul-de-sac