It feels like I'm awake.
Everything is sort of fake.
I hardly even care.
For every single nightmare.
I'm just a young man who's seen it all.
And whats growing inside you.
Is the last thing I knew.
I know of the things that you conceal.
I cannot tell what is real.
Anymore.
It just repeats inside my head.
I'm sick of this, wish I were dead.
All alone and no one cares.
I still have the same nightmares.
Happy face while I'm awake.
All the things I thought were true for god's sake.
My memories are gone, there's nothing I can keep.
All those things still haunt me while I'm asleep.
If I just refuse to close my eyes.
I'll be happily blinded by all your lies.
What could I do to make this go away?
For all I aspire, I still beg you to stay.
Your crooked smile and subtle smirk.
I distract myself, my life with work.
I'm starting to see where I went wrong.
It actually hasn't been that long.
If I could only be so strong,
to not lose myself within a song...