I turn my eyes away from my life
Like it's a horror film
And I'm the one they kill off--

I'm the lost boy, suspended in doubt
Waiting, just waiting for mom to find out,

I see you walking away
Holding someone else's hand
And then I awake
Screaming for it to just end,

I relapse into my feverish rest
Where I meet you face to face
But you push me away,
Rejecting my embrace

Lost among the folds of my imagination
Twisted and tangled, hopelessly strangled
Suddenly then, a pillow comes down
Laced with vengeful passion.