There's really nothing here to see
Even darkness glows if you compare to what's inside
So hold your horses for a while
I see a light, the other side

Pinch me, pinch me I must be dreaming

A cry for help, but no reply
Just an echo repeating itself all over again
It withers and it fades away, and falls into oblivion

Pinch me, pinch me I must be dreaming

Vacuum fills the empty space inside your head,
And replaces what's left to use
When wisdom rears it's ugly face, you're far away
You're not even close

Pinch me, pinch me I must be dreaming