Last night I dreamt you came crawling
Backing into my rusted life
Slithering , so devious

Like the illusion of a poor mans pride

You're in my head

You're on my mind
I turn around and I look again
You're clinging around his neck

I turn around and I look again

I see your ok

I see your ok without me
Last night feels right


Haunting me in my dreams

There must be something wrong


Slithering , so devious
Like the illusion of a poor mans pride

What is it supposed to mean when times running out?
You're running out, running away from me


Ok, so sick so I save you
So sick I went crazy by myself
So sick I went crazy : am I?


So sad to know you're still alive.