In my job I don't make friends And I don't stick around long enough to make enemies Fear of dreaming Sleep brings dreams Dreams bring nightmares You feel the outside pressing in The edge The easy way out Simple enough Just open the door In dreams How do you know when you're heading off the edge? Seeing things that aren't there (...) put my ass away Insanity Maybe that's what got me The more I look, the less sense it makes
I was wrong These dreams Memories from childhood Postcards from the other side No grieve No fear No pain
