I seem to build up a violent scenery for me
Not able to be joyful in this hell I'm living in
Maybe one day
I'll appreciate this world I'm living in
And not feel bad about my self and all my sins

From day to day I'm feeling kind of restless and afraid
Of people who is passing by - Don't seem to understand the game
Maybe I'll win, or maybe I will be the looser
At least I'm aware of all this shit we're living in
I'm peaces of what I used to be

WE ARE ILLUSIONS,
OF THE ONES WE'RE MEANT TO BE,
WHILE AS I AM DETERMINED
TO TAKE YOUR LIFE WITH ME

Today is a day that is unusual for me
Don't bother to build up a violent scenery again
Green hills and blue skies,
Things that people appreciate in time
I wish I could but all I see is misery

Another day I'm hopelessly depressed and all deranged
I feel fucked up and miserable, I wanna stay in bed
I will never put myself in another ones shoe
It seems like I don't wanna change my point of view

Tunnelvision, that's my system,
Sad but true!

WE ARE ILLUSIONS,
OF THE ONES WE'RE MEANT TO BE,
WHILE AS I AM DETERMINED
TO TAKE YOUR LIFE WITH ME
DREAM WHAT YOU WANNA DREAM,
GO WHERE YOU WANNA GO,
BUT BE AWARE OF ME THOUGH,
CAUSE I'LL TAKE YOUR LIFE WITH ME