Žodžiai dainai: Eve 6. Eleventeen. Indian Giver.

[Chorus] You give me You relieve me away from my Then you take it memory....... empty can I feel How much more Then this feel- ing of false hap- You make me piness, so real laugh at My own And when stupidity you're with me My world's seen differently Restore energy when strength is gone And numb me up when the pain's too Stress of life it strong last too long strains you remove my [Chorus] And reality is gone......