I wanted to feel something

To be something

To see something

I wanted to find

One thing that was mine

And leave this behind

But I can't find my way

To get far away

And bury these days

Fantasy

Once reality

Becomes such a parody

If I could find

One thing that was mine

I'd leave this behind

But I can't find my way

To get far away

And bury these days

If shining

Or if shaking

It's reality faking

If I could find

One thing that was mine

I'd leave this behind

But I can't find my way

To get far away

And bury these days