I live in a room
Where time stands still,
I've been a little sickly of late
Needing to take a handful of pills
Sometimes I think that I am
As dead as I'm ever going to be
That's if I wake up tomorrow
Sometimes I know just where
I've gone wrong and caused a lot of sorrow
I dream the strangest dreams
Last night I caught my
Mentor mixing metaphor
Then I watched me go 'round in circles
One foot nailed to the floor
While I was stood in a room full of mirrors
Frantically looking for the door.