All of my health is spent from the day All of my dreams are slipping away Tired and beat, I run home and hide When life gets awful, I keep it inside I hope I'll be okay I hope that I will be okay But when I start sleeping It's good to be dreaming My mind makes it all so interesting The picture is clearer Step into the mirror Which side of it am I really in? But when the light opens my eyes I'm revitalized, my health is revived Oh love the day and all that I feel Even though it's fake, nothing is real Nothing is real But when I see the night I know that it will be alright My dreams are perspective This life is objective Cause' one half is real and one's pretend The battle is breaking Nothing's worse than waking So when is this nightmare gonna end?