You've been seen inside of a dream, You try to slide from the evil outside, But the fear, followed you in here, and there's nowhere to hide Do you dread, what's inside of your head, There's no escape, unless your staying awake, Can you feel, what's made up or real, and there's nowhere to hide Can you tell, if its heaven or hell There's a fine line, from the mad to sublime And you feel, like the world's surreal, and there's nowhere to hide |