when all the walls are up, you can't tell me what i'm seeing
who are you all to judge whether all of this is real?
this is real. this is real.
i've all but had enough, this ain't how i'm supposed to feel
my head is floating off in space
i hear you laughing
i watch the specs of dust spinning slowly in the air
they don't amount to much, but i'm so numb that i don't care
i don't care. i don't care.
and all i try to touch never ends up being there
my head is floating off in space
somebody's dancing on my grave
won't someone tell me long i've been sleeping?
can anyone out there hear me when i'm speaking
and all else is silent?
my head is floating off in space
somebody's dancing on my grave
i hear you laughing
but no one's laughing