.open the book of my life
tell me the story
how I ended this way
why am I here tied to the bed
with chains on my hands and feet
read me the part before I came here.
can you please tell me
why am I too dope
it makes it harder to remember
why am I in a white room

I hear voices in my head
"lies" they tell me "all lies"
"it's not real" they say
I see you and me
in a garden full of flowers
and sunny sky above us
"only lies" they say.

open the book of my life
and tell me were you in it
am I imagining you
are you real?
can I touch you
without you fading away?.
"it's all book of lies" they say
you saved me from a world full of madness
just sitting in a garden full of flowers
and sunny sky above us
it's not real but in my mind it is.