Testo: Blinded Black. Under The Sunrise. Figments Of Your Imagination.

It's a perfect night for a disaster, obsessive thoughts that have occurred and if I fall asleep awaken me, this state of minds my reality. (Don't fall asleep) Their crawling through your head (and what you hear) they call your name but don't look back.

Chorus: Wake up from, the figments, of your imagination, Take me to another world and I will rescue you. And as I'm running through the shadows my self conscious mind plays tricks on me. Mark my words god couldn't stop it. So if I die I'll see you in hell.

So pull the blanket over your head baby and count yourself to sleep. Listen to the whispering in your head as im haunted unconsciously. This suspense is getting overwhelming, I wont fall asleep their crawling through your head and what you hear they call your name but don't look back.

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Breakdown: If I die before I wake don't leave me in the dark, If I create a solution to this horrors fiction I'll start, start the fight for life which I have already lost, I've lost my soul to my dreams through the static of my heart.

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