Fever

Cannot face the things that can be real

Do not and see your enemy

And so  I say I hate to feel

Reveling me your enemy

Enters his mind it can be real

Enticing me with fantasies

Exploting  dreams my past you steal

End this birden and set me free



One more time I see your face in my mind

Cannot see if its real broken line set them free

One last time but you wont let me fucking go

Is this my life or some kind of fucking show?



I try but I can see anymore

I lived the life of being a whore

I tried but your dead

One more time for being free!

Its time to face that things are real

Cannot see you face it came to me

And though I say I hate to feel

Its time to choose my remedy

Enters his mind it can be real

With hollowed pain that the semen came from me

Revolting things my past you steal

End this dream and set me free.



I tried, you died