I think around in circles 'till my brain starts to bleednI need to come up with a masterplan to escape all these needsnshould I go no?nwhere should I go now?nshould I really leave?nthe lonely boy in the corner of a room in your idea of mennone lost dream is everything that's left of mennlike walls of bliss always drag me downnlike when I lift my head there's no-one aroundnlike every time I wake up is just to sleep againnjust to sleep againnnI struggle with myself just to fit your worldnlack of company and I forget how to use some wordsnI try to act but every move towards you hurtsnso I push you away out of fear you may reveal the dirtnnone lost dream is everything that's left of mennlike walls of bliss always drag me downnlike when I lift my head there's no-one aroundnlike every time I wake up is just to sleep againnjust to sleep againnnI watch my body grow older as my mind does notnI see my views change over as my feelings do not