Futile Dream

The same old theme

Hold a futile dream

Marching in my head

When the truth is what I dread

Look through my eyes

As you fill me up with lies

Like a hurricane

You just throw me away

I catch the nigh train in my head (in my head)

They're out to get me want me dead (they want me dead)

And I'm still right next door to hell (I just can't tell)

These 14 years cast the spell (and wrote my hell)

I can't pretend

For I know this is the end

This war in my head

This hurtful life that I wish I left

A long time ago

And put to sleep this infinite dream

When enemy means the same as friend

And there is no trust

I catch the nigh train in my head (in my head)

They're out to get me want me dead (they want me dead)

And I'm still right next door to hell (I just can't tell)

These 14 years cast the spell (and wrote my hell)