Laying here in my cold bed

Trying to dream of the other side

A place where everything is possible

Where you can find peace, or anxiety

The fantasies start to take over

I feel this burden easing from my shoulders

I see clearly now... I see you

My body starts to tremble

Is it joy... or is it hatred?

I am getting closer

But I only see a shadow

Like a fucking reminder

That your life is so hollow...

You have to wake up eventually

Back to the filthy city

You need to face evеry day

But I want to go back

Back where I have thе same anxiety

Back to where I at least

Don't have to exist any longer...

There...

To the other side