Music drowns out the voices,
Making them fade into the deep,
Never to be heard again.
But I am the one sinking,
Into the crimson sea around me.
There's no music playing,
But the voices are still fading.
Reality becomes a distant dream,
Reminding me that I can escape.
But maybe I dont want to escape?
Maybe I dont want to feel nothing?
Maybe I just want to feel real...
