The Sick Sense
s this a bad dream?
Forgive me for I can't tell
The lights blind my eyes
And nothing around me seems to be real
Awake to a mystery
A turn of events gone wrong
Why can't I move my arms?
The voices telling me to remain calm
Suddenly a veil is lifted
This world seems strange and twisted
Has reality escaped me?
Or was all I knew just fantasy?
Return to a familiar scene
Like taking part in a madman's dream
They tell me it'll be alright
But everything seems all wrong
All wrong...
They speak in lies none of this is true
A force fed life they're trying to hand you
Keep asking if I remember
But but there's nothing, there's nothing
They're using words like dementia
Paranoid and schizophrenia
Keep asking if I remember
But but there's nothing, there's nothing at all
Strapped to a bed
Eyes wide open
My body burns from the medication
Look in their eyes they're all against you
Scream as I try but I can not break loose
Still asking if I remember
But there's nothing, there's nothing at all
Strapped to a bed
Eyes wide open
My body burns from the medication
Then reality sets in
I begin screaming
God, this isn't happening... not again
Suddenly a veil is lifted
The pieces finally make sense
I now realize, I am truly sick
Forgive me for I can't tell
The lights blind my eyes
And nothing around me seems to be real
Awake to a mystery
A turn of events gone wrong
Why can't I move my arms?
The voices telling me to remain calm
Suddenly a veil is lifted
This world seems strange and twisted
Has reality escaped me?
Or was all I knew just fantasy?
Return to a familiar scene
Like taking part in a madman's dream
They tell me it'll be alright
But everything seems all wrong
All wrong...
They speak in lies none of this is true
A force fed life they're trying to hand you
Keep asking if I remember
But but there's nothing, there's nothing
They're using words like dementia
Paranoid and schizophrenia
Keep asking if I remember
But but there's nothing, there's nothing at all
Strapped to a bed
Eyes wide open
My body burns from the medication
Look in their eyes they're all against you
Scream as I try but I can not break loose
Still asking if I remember
But there's nothing, there's nothing at all
Strapped to a bed
Eyes wide open
My body burns from the medication
Then reality sets in
I begin screaming
God, this isn't happening... not again
Suddenly a veil is lifted
The pieces finally make sense
I now realize, I am truly sick
Credits
Writer(s): Norman Leslie Skinner Iii, Steven Rice
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