When you're standing on the edge, Of reality and your broken dreams. It's intricated for your mental image To link it with your vital needs. You always were immersed too deep With all your cherished dreams And forgot about real life. It's so stupid, can't you see it?
Now you're so wicked And now you lose edge feeling. That separates things in your mind, And things in human being.
Building castles in the air, You have reassons of your own. But it hasn't any base And will crush very soon Building walls inside your head, Decomposing from inside. It's as stupid as it seems. It's so stupid in my eyes.