• outta here, i need a wheel for me to steer
    to run away, dont wanna stay
    nobody else in here
    i'm all alone
    in a dark room
    with smoke and gloom
    i can hear voices, round my head
    they sound like ghosts, i'm haunted by the dead

    goin' crazy, the things that i'm seein'
    crazy, stuff that i'm believin'
    crazy, not enough air for breathin'
    goin' crazy!

    run away, the day is dark, the dark is day
    shoutin' out, nothin' here to shout about
    it's cold in here, get on the gear
    thinkin' about nothing, shoutin' about something
    its creepy.

    goin' crazy, the things that i'm seein'
    crazy, stuff that i'm believin'
    crazy, not enough air for breathin'
    goin' crazy!

    you saved me, too brave to be
    nothin' at all, to stop my fall
    but you picked me up off the ground
    dont make a sound

    goin' crazy, the things that i'm seein'
    crazy, stuff that i'm believin'
    crazy, not enough air for breathin'
    goin' crazy!

    CRAAAZYYYY!!!

    goin' crazy, the things that i'm seein'
    crazy, stuff that i'm believin'
    crazy, not enough air for breathin'
    goin' crazy!