Going forward?Where am I goingin this hour of sadnessI am just flowinginto even more madnessMe the moronshould focus more onreal life,and not thinking of a knife.It's hard to seebut the end of the tunnel is neartime to fleeinto the wide open clearAfter making the escapeand thinking 'I'm an ape!'it's time to scrapethe leftover tape.
Another worldSometimes we sink away into our own worldTo flee from the dark daysSeeing our daydreams twirlIn a thick white hazeOur dreams our beliefsAll combined into a world of peaceSometimes you never want to returnA world you only want to spurnBack in realityA life with no qualityThe weather's greyJust a standard dayWe all want to fleeInto this other worldSo we can seeOur thoughts whirled