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The only life I’ve come to depend on has turned against me.
What am I to do when there’s nothing left? No one left for me.

The only one who can change this lies in front of a machine.
Medicines and cures seem too far away.
So sick of playing this hide and seek game with reality.
Count to ten; release my grasp on today.

What has happened? Why do I fall?
Glorified problems in a chemical mess.
Stripped down I fall into unconsciousness.

What is left of me?
I see you in the glimpse of a forgotten dream
Walking beside me
(Just a glimpse of a forgotten dream).

You’re there through it all but it still isn't real.
Climb inside; destroy that which makes me ill.
Look closely; it hides well in this mangled mess
That makes what I am.

What has happened? Where have I gone?
Is it a problem to be solved by anyone?
I sacrifice myself ‘cause there is no way out.

Life is suffocating me as I beg for sweet catharsis.

Nobody cares except you,
In love with what is left of me.
What is left of me?
(Just a glimpse of a forgotten dream).
The only life I’ve come to depend on has turned against me.   What am I to do when there’s nothing left? No one left for me.       The only one who can change this lies in front of a machine.   Medicines and cures seem too far away.   So sick of playing this hide and seek game with reality.   Count to ten; release my grasp on today.      What has happened? Why do I fall?   Glorified problems in a chemical mess.   Stripped down I fall into unconsciousness.      What is left of me?   I see you in the glimpse of a forgotten dream   Walking beside me    (Just a glimpse of a forgotten dream).       You’re there through it all but it still isn't real.   Climb inside; destroy that which makes me ill.   Look closely; it hides well in this mangled mess   That makes what I am.       What has happened? Where have I gone?   Is it a problem to be solved by anyone?   I sacrifice myself ‘cause there is no way out.      Life is suffocating me as I beg for sweet catharsis.      Nobody cares except you,   In love with what is left of me.   What is left of me?   (Just a glimpse of a forgotten dream).