From the dream Silent scream There was no blood on the sheets To remind me of your teeth How did I get here How do I speak and make sense at the same time I'm rotting again It's sunny outside but I'm bathed in the wrong light Shiny things are formed Under pressure (under pressure) On and on, you know What to do Sister doom Rules the room In my body, things alive When I die they'll multiply The water is bitter If you had your way I would sleep for a long time Relief will be sweet I'm the fly in the room that was drawn to the wrong light Shiny things are formed Under pressure (under pressure) On and on, you know What to do What to do, again