the knock on the wall wakes me up
the air is cold again
i feel me eyes open in a blowup
what i do? what i have now?
the thoughts starts again
what i am? what i have without?
but i still layed down in the cold ground
i have to do so much, but i can't
paranoia living inside of my head
agony taking care of my skin
my head filling up with my sin
and all of that, because i woke up
take me to my dreams again
the only place i can stay and remain
a memory, a melody, just one vision