Every single night in bed
    A black cross says "Perhaps you're getting better
    I'd like to thank you for your efforts
    To promote what really matters
    Whenever you're about to fall
    Remember this, it's not a news flash
    Don't pretend to know it all, but go ahead
    Call it a cocoon crash
    
    What I really see in you
    Is nothing like the things you do
    As you are doing them right now
    What you would really love to win
    To become the air as well as trash
    Is to get rid of all your skin
    Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash
    Call it what you will, call it what you will
    Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash"
    
    Suddenly the ego that I used to have Is no bigger than an eyelash
    Clearly I remember someone told me "Hold on tight, here's your cocoon crash
    
    What I really see in you
    Is nothing like the things you do
    As you are doing them right now
    What you would really love to win
    To become the air as well as trash
    Is to get rid of all your skin
    Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash
    Call it what you will, call it what you will
    Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash
    Call it what you will, call it what you will, yeah (you will)
    Call it what you will, yeah (you will)
    
    (You will)
    (You will)