Il testo della Dysorientated

Whats your choice and whats your reason?
Whats your neverending question why?
Whats your name and whats your number?
(you know your name, know your number)
It's just so different than before'
But i just hailed one difference more
Don't make me fit this change
Let me be ready for the cozen
Dysorientated-but free at last
Dysorientated-but free at all
I wish the silence (would) turn to noise
Then turn it down on low again
I wish all monsters (would) disappear
To let them out, to go/kill again
I shook my head,not only trying to remind
I shot my head,not only trying to forget
I wish the silence (would) turn to noise
Then turn it down on low again
I wish all monsters (would) disappear
To let them out, to go/kill again