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