you can the shell of your illusions
but you still don't wanna climb inside
othing ever turns out to be
exactly what you thought it might
i'm lying in the same position every night
in this same room, two years now
the alarm set to the time
i will wake and spill out another horrible fire
but i hold it alone
grab ahold and incite
you can see the shell of your illusion
but you still don't wanna climb inside
othing ever turns out to be
exactly what you thought it might
this time it might,
this time it might