I woke up on the floor with no memory
The cold tiles underneath are resemblance of me
My sight gets darker everytime I believe
That I am worthy of the life I proceed
It gets so quiet I can even hear my bloodstream
And I can't even make a noise
My lips are sealed tight
It's one of those nights
That won't make me realize that I was
Dreaming
About the melody
That will come from the
Feeling
Feeling of sanctuary
That will set me free
But I am scared to death
That I will lose my hearing
I'd rather die
Than live with this feeling
Of an inescapable fear
But it gets worse everytime I hear
My voice fading
With all the words that I scream
My throat is vacant
So are my vocal chords
There won't be nothing left
Until I say my final words
It creeps around my home
And I can't even take control
Cause maybe I'm dreaming
It's been a few years now
Will it ever get better than this?
meanwhile
