ARE WE ALIVE
ARE WE ASLEEP
WHAT KIND OF A WORLD DO WE LIVE IN
WHERE PEOPLE
DONT WEAP
WHERE THEY DONT SEE
THE SUFFERING IN OTHERS
ITS JUST ABOUT ME
WHEN WE'RE NOT ALONE
AM I AS GOOD AS DEAD?
DID IT EVER MATTER
TO SOMEONE ELSE
WHY DID I EXIST
n WHY AM I HERE
WAS DESTINY PART OF A PLAN
FOR ME TO EXIST
will THERE WILL BE
BETTER DAYS WHEN IM GONE
AND THE HEALING POOLS
CANNOT BE HEALED
FRAGRANT STARS
WILL GLEAM FOREVER AND EVER
ABOVE A PLACE I LIE DESOLATE
WE ARE THE THOUGHT MAKERS
WE MAKE THE DREAM OF DREAMS
WANDERING ALONE
THIS LIFE IS A TWISTED ONE
I WISH OTHERS CAN SEE
SANITY IS long LOST
MAYBE THIS OVER CROWDED WORLD
IS THE DREAM
MAYBE
WE ARE NOTHING
but FRAGMENTS IN SPACE AND TIME
OUR MIND CAN HOLD A KEY
TO REALITY DESOLATE
FAR FROM HERE
A DIFFERENT PLACE
WHERE SOME CALL
REALITY
BUT MAYBE A DREAM
MAYBE A NIGHTMARE
YOU CANT ESCAPE
BUT FEELS LIKE A REALITY
ARE WE ALIVE
ARE WE ASLEEP
WHAT KIND OF A WORLD DO WE LIVE IN
WHERE PEOPLE
DONT WEAP
WHERE THEY DONT SEE
THE SUFFERING IN OTHERS
ITS JUST ABOUT ME
WHEN WE'RE NOT ALONE
IN THIS SOCIETY
DO WE MATTER
WHAT ARE WE TO OTHERS
FROM WHAT IVE SEEN
A STEPPING STONE
TO FULLFILL THEIR DREAM
WHICH I AM NOT REALLY MAD
AT THE SAME TIME
I WONDER
WHY ME?
WHY THIS KAOS?
WHY THIS SICK REALITY?
WHY DOES THE NASTIEST SHYT
HAPPEN TO PEOPLE
WHO ARE HEART FELT?
WHO MEAN
NOTHING BUT GOOD
BUT GET SCREWED IN THE END
FEELING DESOLATE
THEY WISH
THEIR LIFE WOULD END
LIVING IN A A DREAM
IN A WORLD FAR AWAY
ALONE
ARE WE ALIVE
ARE WE ASLEEP
WHAT KIND OF A WORLD DO WE LIVE IN
WHERE PEOPLE
DONT WEAP
WHERE THEY DONT SEE
THE SUFFERING IN OTHERS
ITS JUST ABOUT ME
WHEN WE'RE NOT ALONE
