text: Oh, Medazzaland
  I have a problem, they said they can solve
  Soon I wont speak
  I have no words left in me
  I dream in pictures
  But the sound is muted
  I have no way to understand what they say
  Into Medazzaland
  People are starting to talk
  But I dont hear them anymore
  Now I cant see
  But I am still able to think
  Do I have any feeling left?
  What are they saying about me?
  Do they really understand whats wrong?
  I feel their hands on my skin
  The time has come for them to begin
  Im sinking deeper and deeper
  Into Medazzaland
  I can feel the scalpel on my skin
  Its cutting in
  Deeper and deeper
  Im in Medazzaland
  Oh, Medazzaland