Numb, distracted
Arrested by my own toughts
Whispered fear
Soon forgoted
Hurts come and go
As the swings of my moods
Catching me when I fall
Just for let me go again
I've lost myself to the passion
to the daydream, to the nightmare
I'm lost inside my mind
Alone with my fantasies
Falling or rising
Winning or Losing
Crawling or running
I don't know what to choose
I'm still fighting
But I'm still dreaming
I need to run off this golden cage
While I still got the strenght for it