Although it seems as though I'm dreaming
In my head the voices are screaming
In my throat I tend to choke
In my lungs there's lots of smoke
On my knees I hate to say
I have never really prayed
In my heart there is an ache
That my life is really fake
I can't take the pain, this is true
So why pretend not to be so blue
I don't want to see you cry
If I succeeded and I died
I can't see through this blurry sight
No wonder I don't see the light
I love the darkness and amazed my death
It's my fate I won't regret
