Derealization
Reynaert Vosveld
I've watched myself through the mirror tonight
I see a vague reflection of myself
What I once saw, clear and bright
Now a polluted sight of empty shell
Paranoid
It's in my mind
The walls are made of cardboard
As I walk through an empty set
It's like I'm living inside myself
As I sleep cold in what remains
Paranoid
It's in my mind
Get me out
I'm trapped inside
