Lock me up inside this room I’ve lost all of my will to move I don’t really sleep these days All I see are projections And I can’t stand a single one So I’ll lay in here and wait
I’m losing the feeling in all of my limbs And thinking what’d happen if I cut off them Maybe what I need is pain I just really want to feel for once something that I know’s real Have I finally gone insane? My instincts tell me that I don’t have what it takes What do I need to prove anyway? This predisposition with feeling human leaves me barely hanging on Simple is hard for me
Wondering what’s in my head If i’m still laying in that bed Where is my mind taking me?
Am I alive or asleep? I don’t control what I see I don’t want to believe How can I escape my surroundings? Are these just my surreal dreams? Odd shapes fill up the landscape What is real? what is fake? It’s funny what we choose to believe Strange voices call out my name
Most of the time we pretend we’re ok
Am I alive or asleep? Comfort is a fallacy Our mind tricks us to think That the world’s not as bad as it seems Are these just surreal dreams? How much more can I take Something really must change Morbid thoughts slowly overtake me