Suffer as a prisoner inside a guilty brain

Tiny hammers in veins

they're compelling me to crave

If I have to take another visitor I'll brick myself a wall

Bleed into the frame

I've been seeking something pious

to give myself a change

I'm not afraid

of chasing all these dreams away

Nothing you can do about your dreams

You can't deny them

Nothing you can prove because we're all just fiction

I'm not afraid

of chasing all these dreams away

Suffer as a prisoner inside a guilty brain

Tiny hammers in veins

they're compelling me to crave

If I have to take another visitor I'll brick myself a wall

Bleed into the frame

I've been feeling somewhat guilty

I'm not afraid

of chasing all these dreams away