another mri tomorrow at 745. if this is living, kill me now.
See the animal in his cage that you built
Are you sure what side you're on?
Better not look him too closely in the eye
Are you sure what side of the glass you are on?
See the safety of the life you have built
Everything where it belongs
Feel the hollowness inside of your heart
And it's all right where it belongs
What if everything around you isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you think you know is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection, is that all you wanted to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks?
Would you find yourself, find yourself afraid to see?
What if all the worlds inside of your head
Just creations of your own
Your devils and your guns, all the living and the dead
And you're really all alone?
You can live in this illusion
You can choose to believe
You keep looking but you can't find the walls
Are you hiding in your dreams?
What if everything around you isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you used to know is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection, is that all you wanted to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks?
Would you find yourself, find yourself afraid to see?
See the animal in his cage that you built
Are you sure what side you're on?
Better not look him too closely in the eye
Are you sure what side of the glass you are on?
See the safety of the life you have built
Everything where it belongs
Feel the hollowness inside of your heart
And it's all right where it belongs
What if everything around you isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you think you know is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection, is that all you wanted to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks?
Would you find yourself, find yourself afraid to see?
What if all the worlds inside of your head
Just creations of your own
Your devils and your guns, all the living and the dead
And you're really all alone?
You can live in this illusion
You can choose to believe
You keep looking but you can't find the walls
Are you hiding in your dreams?
What if everything around you isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you used to know is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection, is that all you wanted to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks?
Would you find yourself, find yourself afraid to see?
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I hope it goes well.