I woke up on the floor with no memory The cold tiles underneath are resemblance of me My sight gets darker everytime I believe That I am worthy of the life I proceed It gets so quiet I can even hear my bloodstream And I can't even make a noise My lips are sealed tight It's one of those nights That won't make me realize that I was Dreaming About the melody That will come from the Feeling Feeling of sanctuary That will set me free But I am scared to death That I will lose my hearing I'd rather die Than live with this feeling Of an inescapable fear But it gets worse everytime I hear My voice fading With all the words that I scream My throat is vacant So are my vocal chords There won't be nothing left Until I say my final words It creeps around my home And I can't even take control Cause maybe I'm dreaming It's been a few years now Will it ever get better than this? Meanwhile