Things are getting pretty strange I need to get out A thousand voices in the back of my head Trying to tell me what it's all about Am I really all alone Could I have made it all up Familiar faces slowly fading away Reality is turning into dust My everlasting escape Has made me happy but a shell I would excuse all the things that I've done If only I could remember them well And yet I wake up everyday Just waiting for it to end As it all summons up Only to be an all over again