If I don’t want to see the number 8 around me I’ll have to gouge out my eyes and start to bleed It haunts me everywhere, I still cannot understand Is it my path? Does it hope for me to see? I thought I was insane, I’m still thinking the same ‘Cause I’m losing my mind, I’m not to blame This bullshit day after day makes me look for the number 8 I’m so tired of this fucking game
Just give me the knife, I’ll cut it off from me Paranoia in my life just killing me...
One - In a dead end Two - Now I see Three - In this game I’m the enemy Six - Time is up Six - I give up Six - I don’t care Eight - Is the end
What if it is a sign and it will change my life? I’ll have to follow and find more number 8’s My goal - Answers. ‘Cause I won’t give control of my mind But what if the answers will dig for me, my grave? And if I don’t want to see the number 8 around me I’ll have to gouge out my eyes and start to bleed This bullshit day after day makes me look for the number 8 I’m so tired of this fucking game