Don't see the point in all this therapy/ Don't think you got the tools to fix what's broke in me/ As if I could tell/ For all I thought I knew so well/ just stop these questions/ cause no one gets in. /
If I have to tell you where the pain is/ I guess I'll start with where my brain is/ where my hate is/ where my heart was/ In every mirror/ the dark gets dearer/ The more I fight it/ the more I'm like it./


So can't you cast the spell again that I was under
What's the name of my disease; will I recover?
In ordinary circumstances

Tell me, doc, what are the chances
That I've forgotten
I forgot

How to dream
How to dream


I'd love to blame it all on my family/ Say, "my mother was a witch - must've cast some curse on me"/ But that ain't the truth/ so what's the use/ in blaming others/ our fathers, our mothers?/
Now I feel truth is something that I've never known/ but at least when I believed, I had some place to go/ Was there shelter there?/ What do the blind care?/ Just stop your scribbles/ and end my drivels/ Pretend to listen/ write my prescription/ 'Cause something's changing/ rearranging/ where my place is/ what my face is./
And I can't confront the man I'm supposed to be/ so give me some disguise to hide me from me/ Give me some quick fix to make it all okay/ just take your broom and sweep my mistakes away/ 'Cause it's in your hands to make me right as rain/ and it's out of my control to take away this pain/ And if I can't be fixed, dammit, you're to blame!/ Doc, I'm beggin'/ I'm begging'!


So can't you cast the spell again that I was under
What's the name of my disease; will I recover?

In ordinary circumstances
Tell me, doc, what are the chances
That I've forgotten

I forgot
How to dream
How to dream

How to dream

The hardest part of waking up/ is drinking from that empty cup/ and watching all those you hold dear/ dissolve into the atmosphere/


In ordinary circumstances
Tell me, doc, what are the chances

I've forgotten?
I forgot
How to dream