Yesteday was a tie in the line For me, the moment of incertitude was numbing
100 pressure points collaborate Take my senses, they irregulate (They come in numbers) All our fears of digits stay unknown Severe problems in the nervous zone
Today we feel quite unusual And yes, the message crawls all around our bodies
100 turn-arounds in every day Missing proporties will lead the way (They come in numbers) Further and further 'till we can't take more Repressed memories tell what it's for
Once-in-a-lifetime chances happen all the time for me It's uncertain, I believe a mystery Cancel the program, someone wasn't ready for the scene Absurdity! Cry out as they crawl all around inside your ears and
Now look me in the eye and see the real me The arms of paranoia appeal to me And every touch my nerves would feel adulterated me The movement of 100 as far as the eye can see And now I've dealt with all the pain done to me The swarms of insects make it difficult for me And irritating consequences twist reality 100 x 100 makes the crooked side of me
Logic may appear Something dark in here, in the midst of things Ah, I don't want this ending More seem to appear, the time it takes Deterrent abnormality I don't want this ending Multiply the number of trepidations Something's caught in my throat
It seems like 100 centipedes are breaking in Pressing anxiety, we feel again
Outside the box, all the ruckus makes me wanna hurl Understandable, I perceive a miracle Count on the fingers, 1-2-3 will never be enough Absurdity! Now they cover everything
Now look me in the eye and see the real me My body wavers now that insects cover me And every time I try to move they're paralyzing me The movement of 100 as far as the eye can see And this time something that's unreal bothers me The swarms of anthropods make it hard for me Irrational yet fascinating twists reality 100 x 100 makes the crooked side of me
They come in numbers, they come in numbers
Now look me in the eye and see the real me Connecting with what's happening is overwhelming me The copious amouts of detestation in me 100 arms are prying at the private sides of me And now I've dealt with all the pain done to me The swarms of insects make it difficult for me And irritating consequences twist reality 100 x 100 makes the crooked side of me