So I try to reach for the window sight, another Sunday bright  But the fever makes me weak for light, I think I'll stay in bed 'til  night    I can't tell by words but it's time to search and replace  In despair and out of command I'm close to collapse  As my needs are breaking down my defence, corroding to erase  My intense and fervent thirst improves my will to fight  Like a million crises banging inside, and forcing me to attend  It's the common way of the symptoms that I provide  I can't tell by words but it's time to search and replace  In despair and out of command I'm close to collapse  Neither daystar nor the moonlight appears to aspire  And I swallow all these lies, they'll become my disguise