Can't you hear me | |
Calling out for help | |
My days are coming to an end | |
A constant disguise | |
Each step takes a new direction | |
Escapes the perception of my eyes | |
No exception cut your lies | |
Waking up by the lights | |
A sense of sustained surveillance | |
Vectors calling my desire | |
My conception devised | |
One answer in my mind | |
In my imagination | |
It's a passage to your life | |
That you’ve put aside | |
Can't you hear me | |
Calling out for help | |
My days are coming to an end | |
Now that you enter the maze | |
Can't you hear I'm crying in despair | |
No one knows that I'm aware | |
And it's the end of your days | |
A digital maze | |
A global mass projection | |
Cryptic deception mortal affection | |
One answer in my mind | |
In my imagination | |
It's a passage to my life | |
That you've put aside | |
Can't you hear me | |
Calling out for help | |
My days are coming to an end | |
Now that you enter the maze | |
Can't you hear I'm crying in despair | |
No one knows that I'm aware | |
And it's the end of your days | |
One final wall among a multitude | |
A hundred pathways left to find | |
One final step towards my solitude | |
Like an echo in my mind | |
One answer in my mind | |
In my imagination | |
It's a passage to your life | |
Can't you hear me | |
Calling out for help | |
My days are coming to an end | |
Now that you enter the maze | |
Can't you hear I'm crying in despair | |
No one knows that I'm aware | |
And it's the end of your days |
Can' t you hear me | |
Calling out for help | |
My days are coming to an end | |
A constant disguise | |
Each step takes a new direction | |
Escapes the perception of my eyes | |
No exception cut your lies | |
Waking up by the lights | |
A sense of sustained surveillance | |
Vectors calling my desire | |
My conception devised | |
One answer in my mind | |
In my imagination | |
It' s a passage to your life | |
That you' ve put aside | |
Can' t you hear me | |
Calling out for help | |
My days are coming to an end | |
Now that you enter the maze | |
Can' t you hear I' m crying in despair | |
No one knows that I' m aware | |
And it' s the end of your days | |
A digital maze | |
A global mass projection | |
Cryptic deception mortal affection | |
One answer in my mind | |
In my imagination | |
It' s a passage to my life | |
That you' ve put aside | |
Can' t you hear me | |
Calling out for help | |
My days are coming to an end | |
Now that you enter the maze | |
Can' t you hear I' m crying in despair | |
No one knows that I' m aware | |
And it' s the end of your days | |
One final wall among a multitude | |
A hundred pathways left to find | |
One final step towards my solitude | |
Like an echo in my mind | |
One answer in my mind | |
In my imagination | |
It' s a passage to your life | |
Can' t you hear me | |
Calling out for help | |
My days are coming to an end | |
Now that you enter the maze | |
Can' t you hear I' m crying in despair | |
No one knows that I' m aware | |
And it' s the end of your days |
Can' t you hear me | |
Calling out for help | |
My days are coming to an end | |
A constant disguise | |
Each step takes a new direction | |
Escapes the perception of my eyes | |
No exception cut your lies | |
Waking up by the lights | |
A sense of sustained surveillance | |
Vectors calling my desire | |
My conception devised | |
One answer in my mind | |
In my imagination | |
It' s a passage to your life | |
That you' ve put aside | |
Can' t you hear me | |
Calling out for help | |
My days are coming to an end | |
Now that you enter the maze | |
Can' t you hear I' m crying in despair | |
No one knows that I' m aware | |
And it' s the end of your days | |
A digital maze | |
A global mass projection | |
Cryptic deception mortal affection | |
One answer in my mind | |
In my imagination | |
It' s a passage to my life | |
That you' ve put aside | |
Can' t you hear me | |
Calling out for help | |
My days are coming to an end | |
Now that you enter the maze | |
Can' t you hear I' m crying in despair | |
No one knows that I' m aware | |
And it' s the end of your days | |
One final wall among a multitude | |
A hundred pathways left to find | |
One final step towards my solitude | |
Like an echo in my mind | |
One answer in my mind | |
In my imagination | |
It' s a passage to your life | |
Can' t you hear me | |
Calling out for help | |
My days are coming to an end | |
Now that you enter the maze | |
Can' t you hear I' m crying in despair | |
No one knows that I' m aware | |
And it' s the end of your days |