Some of the best dreams in my head,
Are the ones in which I'm dead.
A better world in which I'm gone,
A change in history it has swung.

For only in my head,
Can I be dead.
My tears have been bled,
And the truth is finally said.

For in this world,
It is flawed.
And in my mind,
My logic is flawed.

But the most amazing thing, a glorious thing,
Is when I forget myself.
Freed from my cage of flesh,
Can I finally be myself.