I have no sense of direction, I am an infection, in this world of hate, I'm too late, I guess its fate, I'll never see the gate. I feel like drowning, in a lake, my head is pounding, too much to take. I feel asthough I'm dying, why even trying? why attempt lying? Why denying? I feel like I'm dreaming, my heart is screaming, there's no room, my mind is consumed, cause this darkness has loomed, over my head, while I'm in bed, while I try to sleep, when I try to keep, these voices out, they try to shout, they just about, make me lose my head, I may be dead, my heart is lead, everything is said, in my mind.
