Silence it seems helps you forget about things
I'm caught in a dream on the cusp of oblivion
Torturing me, How could I be so naïve?
I fell so deep into your web, your web of delusions,
I was so deluded that I lost a piece of...
Myself, myself (I let go of the one thing that I trusted),
Myself, myself (I'm not at home, I've become maladjusted)
Regretfully,
I forgot how to see,