People like you

You live in a dream world

You despise the outside 

And you fear you're the next one



It's in your dream

There's just one question

Should I kill?

Or should I be left behind?



Sick and tired

Of all your complaints 

This is the hour

We bring it down



I've come to realize

Every little glimpse, you fade

I was told that I could fly

When least expected, cloud connected



You seem to be

So introverted

How come we fail?



You crossed the line

You remember my name

Time runs backwards

As long as you are heading that way