The mirror entices me.
Why am I attracted to the reflection?
What do I see within my eyes?
That leaves me staring for an hour.
A prickling from my inner eye.
Who is that watching from behind?
Why can\'t I see them when I turn?
My subconscious screams warning.
Try to trigger the creative state.
Is it not my conscious writing?
Why use drugs to force it open?
Trying to explain that which I have not done.
Expanding several horizons
Why do I mumble you say?
Can you not see me grasping nothing?
Struggling with eight worlds within my head.
I hear the angels whispering.
Why can\'t I seem to find their names?
Can he not hear me begging?
The pressure is just a fantasy.
I\'m drowning in music.
Why can\'t I face reality?
Which of my beliefs were not warped?
I let the euphoria carry me away.