There's two kinds of world
You'd cross the line
If you'd relax your nerves
Real life lived blindfolded
But in my head everything's old
There is no more dreams
I am getting insane
It feels like I am far away
From my self my skies are grey
You should get some rest
To disconnect from your nets
But first you have to pay my fee
If you want to live free
Yeah right witch freedom are you talking about?
There is no more dreams
I am getting insane
It feels like I am far away
From my self my skies are grey
Will you dream of me tonight?
Will you dream of me?
Will you dream of me tonight?
Will you dream of me...
Tonight?!
I am getting insane
It feels like I am far away
From my self my skies are grey
Through that breach in the wall
I see you. I see you all
And it's coming from...oh
It's coming from my lungs
My lungs!! Hahahaaaa...
