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i want to sleep but im scared of my mind and of tomorrow when i will find myself in love again with a mystery a beautiful lady who will never be there is no use in constant pain when it wont let you disappear in vain i want to cut my head open to see whats inside let it come out make it hide cause im sick of being fooled everytime sick of choking on cerebral slime illusion takes over without an approval it leaves me confused and medieval waking up in my own sweat a prisoner of my own damn bed this has to stop this has to quit mentally i wont survive this shit Dreams are made of imagination then why do they provide salvation a memory i never had is fucking up my entire head From Letras Mania