Now I can hear the footsteps.
I know, they are coming to take my own.
The servants of the system.
Or maybe it’s just a game of a fuddled mind.
It’s a senseless noise, it’s a senseless sound.
So is it all real? Well I’m not sure.
Can I stay up behind the door?
Now I can hear the heartbeat.
I see clocks are ticking on the wall.
The dim light is fading.
I wish I could leave this silent hall.
It’s a senseless day, it’s a senseless night.
So what is the time? Well I don’t know.
Can I stay up behind the door?
Where are you coming from?
What are you looking for?
What do you want to know?
I don’t care.
Where are you coming from?
What are you looking for?
There is only me.
In my head…