Think i found some missing parts In the mechanics of my heart And the circuits in my brain Are abused and damaged I can never fall asleep Do you lie awake nights counting sheep, Because you're incomplete?
Then let's make believe There's nothing wrong with us . . . .
Evil thoughts run through my mind And visions of lies i've left behind If there's blame in chasing dreams I'll admit it's my fault But it gets harder every day They blow you until you're blown away With nothing left to say
So let's make believe There's nothing wrong with us . . . .
