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1996-2007
khanada rhodes
medazzaland
(oh, 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)