I've been sucked into a world I only pretend to know 
And I can't stop pretending 
I can't hold myself together, I can't keep myself 
together 
I'm so sick of dreaming, 
What is fear if you don't have chills? 
I'm so sick of being deceiving 
Boy I'm a mess 
This isn't the man that I was meant to become 
My father raised me to be so much more 
Close the door, I don't care, 
I don't care if you leave me here 
Nothing's changed, this is who I amÂ… 
There is desire to be attained 
Dreams just aren't what they used to be 
This is I, panicking 
This is I in desperate wonder 
And I feel I am just a bit pavid 
Stepping into her boudoir
And in my lack of clairvoyance, I've stumbled down a 
wishing well 
In my lackluster imagination, I will call this hell 
In my lack of clairvoyance I'm swallowed down a wishing 
well 
In my lackluster imagination, I will call this hell 
(the cassette is set to reset) 
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