I am going mad I'm not alone They don't seem to be alive They just follow what I want They appear to pay no mind
Now I know I'm in a dream inside your mind I'm turning it streamlined Realize you'll wake up under someone's thumb
Shut tight against the blinding lights Your eyes don't seem to notice Memories you have of your life Are not what you believe they really are
I have planted thoughts you can't recall Which ideas are your own Even with much intellection You don't know where you belong
Find yourself giving into my persuasion With no effort you succumb To the falsified creature we make up
Shut tight against the blinding lights Your eyes don't seem to notice Memories you have of your life Are not what you believe they really areTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.