[lyrics: Maja Konarska]

Your breath is getting short
You feel the impulse
To turn around
You dont want to vanish
Uncontrollable sadness dominates your mood
You want to see it all with your own eyes
You dont want to vanish

Youre so afraid
Scraping your hands with soap
Another seizure
Youre afraid
To disappear

A million hands are touching you
A million eyes are watching
A million noses smelling you
A million ears are listening to you

You feel that someones following you
The air seems sticky and thick like glue
Youre swinging around in anxiety
Fearing you might disappear
Youre afraid that someone will touch you
You cant believe this nightmare is true
Youre experiencing a seizure
Fearing you might disappear

This black day has come again
Everythings a mess
All is dead in your head
No one will see a thing
When you disappear
You are feeling down

Sometimes it disappears
And life seems less austere
No need to turn around
Your life seems less austere
Youre not afraid