What exists isn’t real
You are groundless
The walls of your bedroom fall as you sleep
While you fall

You are losing everything
But you can’t see what’s going away
Luck passes by your hand
Through your fingers and you can’t hold it

In corridors you hide
In paths you choose
In lives you seek to poison
Everything shows you the fall

Always been a new person
But, in deeply you don’t know who you are
And of something I’m sure
What feeds your runway will find the end of the line

You’re destroying yourself in a blink of an eye
Eyes shut to yourself
And you can’t get up
How can you sleep?