Dream Of Hell

The last full moon Of the year so bright Curtains of mine Could barely Hold the light So I woke Saw a big white drop Through a thin dark cloth In slow motion And I don't want to live here anymore Holding Onto something I don't even want We are living in a dream of hell We are dying can't you tell The next morning When the shower Seemed slow to drain With my hair in the wind And my eyes wandering All the things that have been Haunting you And how you can't sleep at night In slow motion And I don't want to live here anymore Holding Onto something I don't even want We are living in a dream of hell We are dying can't you tell