Laying here in my cold bed Trying to dream of the other side A place where everything is possible Where you can find peace, or anxiety The fantasies start to take over I feel this burden easing from my shoulders I see clearly now... I see you My body starts to tremble Is it joy... or is it hatred? I am getting closer But I only see a shadow Like a fucking reminder That your life is so hollow... You have to wake up eventually Back to the filthy city You need to face every day But I want to go back Back where I have the same anxiety Back to where I at least Don't have to exist any longer... There... To the other side