I am going mad I'm not alone
They don't seem to be alive
They just follow what I want
They appear to pay no mind
Now I know I'm in a dream inside your mind
I'm turning it streamlined
Realize you'll wake up under someone's thumb
Shut tight against the blinding lights
Your eyes don't seem to notice
Memories you have of your life
Are not what you believe they really are
I have planted thoughts you can't recall
Which ideas are your own
Even with much intellection
You don't know where you belong
Find yourself giving into my persuasion
With no effort you succumb
To the falsified creature we make up
Shut tight against the blinding lights
Your eyes don't seem to notice
Memories you have of your life
Are not what you believe they really are
