If I don’t want to see the number 8 around me
I’ll have to gouge out my eyes and start to bleed
It haunts me everywhere, I still cannot understand
Is it my path? Does it hope for me to see?
I thought I was insane, I’m still thinking the same
‘Cause I’m losing my mind, I’m not to blame
This bullshit day after day makes me look for the number 8
I’m so tired of this fucking game

Just give me the knife, I’ll cut it off from me
Paranoia in my life just killing me...

One - In a dead end
Two - Now I see
Three - In this game I’m the enemy
Six - Time is up
Six - I give up
Six - I don’t care
Eight - Is the end

What if it is a sign and it will change my life?
I’ll have to follow and find more number 8’s
My goal - Answers. ‘Cause I won’t give control of my mind
But what if the answers will dig for me, my grave?
And if I don’t want to see the number 8 around me
I’ll have to gouge out my eyes and start to bleed
This bullshit day after day makes me look for the number 8
I’m so tired of this fucking game