Pour gasoline over shattered dreams
Strike (a) match and watch 'em burn
Now what's the point of dreaming
Everything's a nightmare (in the end)
And doves turn into ravens - picking 
Apart the scarecrow in the end

I spent the last few days 
Lying awake in my bed at night
I spent the last few days 
Trying to find out why nothing goes right
I spent the last few months 
Thinking & thinking & thinking too much
I spent the last few months 
Drinking & drinking until I felt fucked

And it seems I can't see the sun anymore
Though I know it must be there like
The heart in my chest - you only notice it
When it disturbs
And the trees they got rid of all of their leaves 
And they look like skeletons now
And they reach out for me and the ravens
Sing songs saying they will pick out my eyes

The walls are closing in
(I think that) everyone has gone insane
I try and fail again
(I) get back up and fall back down again
White walls are closing in
I think that I'm slowly going insane