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I’ve had this dream one thousand times, and counting.
What does it feel like, what does it feel like to be awake in your sleep?
I bet it feels so...
Familiar, all the same. I swear to god I’ve seen this face, so frequently in my past.
This can't be coincidence, this can't be coincidental.
Why did you cut your ties from all of us?
We are isolated.
Left with only eyes looking back at me.
What are you staring at? What the fuck are you staring at?
How many times will I go through this nightmare, knowing that I’m still awake?
Why can’t I remember who I am, how did I get so far from everyone?
How did I get so distant? It’s getting harder to see through the rain.
But I can still see myself.
The only thing you've ever really done for me is pull me down the furthest that I’ve ever been.
You took my hand, you told me it would all be fine.
The darkest blues I’ve ever seen…
I know this can't be real.
I would rather die at the bottom of the sea, than watching things turn out like this.
I would rather die.
Wasted Efforts:
Pick it up, a vessel, to keep you in your thoughts.
An unquestioned action, you do it automatically.
I lie waiting to be released; you never see what keeps me up.
What’s making me like this? You can’t see my dreams.
Keep running your selfish mouth, your letting this fall apart.
Keep running your selfish mouth. I’ll show you what this is about.
Keep pressing your luck.
You never see the effort I put into things.
You concentrate on my weakness; I'm scared to see what I can do.
I’ll make my way outside of this…
You never thought you'd see me, you never thought I’d be here standing right in front of you.
Here to remind you who you are, who you really are inside.
I’ll make my way outside.
Don’t fucking hold me back.