"Come follow me you won't expect the illusion

You'll see, it's my imagination

Hand me your eyes

I will put them in front of mine

You'll see a little better

You'll see a little better

What a wonderful destination

Where I am now

I can no longer see

Dropped another pill just to kill me

Collapsed to my knees

And fell fast into sleep

There I was drifting

Way out into the sunshine

Expecting to crash but I'm tiet to a string

Look at me I'm a tangled puppet

I might be a mess but I sure can survive

But I had escaped it by pretending to die."



-4 non blondes.