In my nightmare, they were standing Right over there Everyone was watching me walk to my death Their eyes full of silence, I couldn't catch my breath Was on a high cliff that night With no chance to turn back They want to see me go They don't want me here Oh, they don't love me, so What am I doing here? They wanna clap their hands When I disappear, my Funeral will be a show When I'm no longer here (When I'm no longer here) (When I'm no longer here) I'll collect their pities This gonna be my flowers To decorate my coffin And they're around counting hours I'll be in another dimension (dimension) Or maybe in the void (void, void, void) They want to see me go They don't want me here Oh, they don't love me, so What am I doing here? They wanna clap their hands When I disappear, my Funeral will be a show When I'm no longer here (When I'm no longer here) (When I'm no longer here) (When I'm no longer here) (When I'm no longer here) This gonna be a show This gonna be a show