| Nothing is real
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| i see their shadows in the day
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| i hear the voices and they call my name
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| i know the demon by her eyes
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| the ice blue daggers stab
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| i see the liars with no face
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| they walk beside while they play their games
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| i know they’re laughing at my fate
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| there is no escaping is what they say
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| i read the writing the on the wall
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| they leave their poison for me, its not too far
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| they lead me further down the hall
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| the doors are open for me, its not too far
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| sunset.
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| its getting harder just to see what is real,
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| this f**king nightmare i feel or what she sends when i wake
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| i cant tell if its my
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| heart or the hate
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| im not sure whats ok
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| are these friends that i see or something crueler for me?
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| its all her
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| i cannot see whats left for me
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| only the horror that comes to haunt the day
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| i cannot feel whats real in me
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| just phantom pain for a heart decayed
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| i will live forever among these mirrored walls
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| i will pull the curtain from where my tormentor calls
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| ill stalk the pale faces whose brought me to my knees
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| ill grasp her thin white neck as she laughs at me |