You may be nothing but you’re everything to my soul, you´re what inspire me to write this song, you’re make me losing sleep, you’re what made me losing grip, making me trip for fear.
Right now I feel so thin but I know the best thing would be to grow up and find out that before long you’re what make me losing sleep, you’re what made me losing grip.

How can you be so important to me? You’ve got me underneath your slipper (you’re what make me losing sleep); how awful! You use to humiliate me like your pleasure is seeing me cripple- set me free!
However much I try to escape of you, I can't because I'm so naïve. How can I be so idiot to you? I'm trying to understand my mind. Let me be free.

You can’t see nothing that I can see here below you, I'm so sorry cause I thought I knew you.
You’re what make me losing sleep; you’re what made me losing grip.

How can you be so important to me? You’ve got me underneath your slipper (you’re what make me losing sleep); how awful! You use to humiliate me like your pleasure is seeing me cripple- set me free!
How can you be so important to me? You’ve got me underneath your slipper (you’re what make me losing sleep); how awful! You use to humiliate me like your pleasure is seeing me cripple- set me free!
However much I try to escape of you, I can't because I'm so naïve. How can I be so idiot to you? I'm trying to understand my mind. Let me be free.
How can you be so important to me? You’ve got me underneath your slipper (you’re what make me losing sleep); how awful! You use to humiliate me like your pleasure is seeing me cripple- set me free!
However much I try to escape of you, I can't because I'm so naïve. How can I be so idiot to you? I'm trying to understand my mind. Let me be free.

Free, set me free, free, let me be free, set me free…

Spoken:
Oh, boy, I don't know if you suffer too, I see you below you; I don’t know if you’re in the flesh, I just know that you’re a fresh but I’m freshening now, oh
Oh, boy, sometimes I think you’re gold cause for me you’re a God, is for this I hate you and this love is making me fool.
Oh, boy, in the start you came and told things that made me think you’re gold, in the end you will see that you’re making me want you to set me free!

How can you be so important to me? You’ve got me underneath your slipper (you’re what make me losing sleep); how awful! You use to humiliate me like your pleasure is seeing me cripple- set me free!
½ ton up: How can you be so important to me? You’ve got me underneath your slipper (you’re what make me losing sleep); how awful! You use to humiliate me like your pleasure is seeing me cripple- set me free!
In normal ton: However much I try to escape of you, I can't because I'm so naïve. How can I be so idiot to you? I'm trying to understand my mind. Let me be free.

And set me free.