Déjà-Vu

I can't get out of this
Nightmare
Every night I wake up with tears in my eyes
And scars on my skin
No reason for it and no matter what I do,
It's holding
Not sure if I'm living a dream or dreaming my life
Like to decide between being murdered with a gun or a knife
Why is life after death a paradox,
When being dead in life is real?
You see a light when you die
I always dream of a reaper slitting my neck
Why is this all in my head?
It can't be a dream, it feels so real

It feels like ages, it doesn't stop, I lost control
I would say it isn't as real
As the blood on my skin
But nothing can heal these wounds within
I promised to not reach out.

You see a light when you die,
I can see a reaper slitting my neck
Why is this all in my head?
Why can't it just be a dream
It's reality
The moon in red is alive
And won't show me the light
The man in black
Is raising his scythe
My friend kills me tonight
Why can't this be all in my head
Why can't it just be a dream
It's reality
Blood's dripping down my neck
Why?