Blackened
I'll be dressed home again
Back in slow motion
Awaked and just burned to black
And it's over, IT'S GONE
See a man in neon clothes
And vanishing in far smoke
God is not around my phone
And it's over, IT'S OVER
I'll be regained
Number of the bees, number of the bees
Number of the bees
WHEN IT'S OVER
Need a chalk, want some help
Once you pass through the door
It wants to sell you something
You can't pay for
I'll be regained
Number of the bees, number of the bees
Number of the bees
TO COME OVER
Number of the bees, number of the bees
That will be asleep
WHEN IT'S OVER