Why can=B9t I breath, still I see.
Dead on the table, try to move, I=B9m not able to.
They said I have died, I still feel alive.
I won=B9t believe their lies, I can still see through these…eyes.
Help me, I=B9m not dead, wake me from this hell, tell me I=B9m alive, =
Dead.
Knives cutting into me, scalpels rip me.
Screaming into their deaf ears, now they stop and see my tears.
Help me, I=B9m not dead, wake me from this hell, tell me I=B9m alive, =
Dead.
I can=B9t stop the visions, stop the premonitions.
My soul can=B9t escape the boundaries of my flesh. My heart does not =
Beat, my spirit does not rest.
They said I have died, I still feel alive, I won=B9t believe their =
Lies, I can still see through these…eyes.