(Oh, Medazzaland) (Medazzaland)
I have a problem, they said they can solve
Soon I won't 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 don't hear them anymore
Now I can't see
But I am still able to think
Do I have any feeling left?
What are they saying about me?
Do they really understand what's wrong?
I feel their hands on my skin
The time has come for them to begin
I'm sinking deeper and deeper
Into Medazzaland
I can feel the scalpel on my skin
It's cutting in
Deeper and deeper
I'm in Medazzaland
(Oh Medazzaland)
(Into Medazzaland)
(Into Medazzaland)
Songwriters
SIMON LE BON, NICK RHODES, WARREN CUCCURULLO, JOHN TAYLORPublished by
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