Take this insect out of me This little bug inside my head that talks to me And you will see: You’re the opposite of me Hold your breath and count to three Clear your thoughts and take a rest immediately And you will see: You’re the opposite of me Is it wrong to resist A voice that does not exist? Is it real what I hear Or just reflections of all that I fear? Is it wrong to ignore That it’s not like this anymore? Is it real that you’re here Or just a memory that does appear? Take it out and set me free Drill a hole into my head and set it free And you will see: You’re the opposite of me Close your eyes and follow me I can not stand the way you’re looking down on me And you will be: The opposite of me