Reality dripped away,
something told me
that you were not going to stay.

The ceiling screams that no one cares,
then who is that,
lying next to me over there?

All I want is to call your name,
yet these illusions
tell me you're just playing a game.

As i no longer understand
my nails are daggers
i scream for you to hold my hand

Tell me why does your embrace calm
bringing me to sleep
I should've known you'd been here all along.