Shakespeare and company refuse to kill the kitten scratching me...

My painted face, I'm a clown,
and I'm laughing while my dream turns into a nightmare,
fade away, I'm asleep,
not too deep...

Awake in the night, cannot breath, cannot sleep. Waiting for something to happen. My dream, my life, all I hoped for and wished for. No more, no more. A nightmare after Christmas.

The walls of night have left me scarred
the broken glass I stepped on, twice.
the ardent spirits' rusty edge, decapitate me...

Scarred soul. You left me with a hole. I told you before, glass will break. A heart of glass, shattered. Scars all over. Scars of cold kisses.

I can't sleep, fear darkness
go through the motions, did I fall asleep?
I'm bowling, the old nine pin, a sign unwanted...

Sit up all night. Every night. I can´t sleep. Do nothing but wait. For what? I don´t know. I guess I´ll find out when it happens. Waiting for something. The rain? A late night call? Or just waiting for the moment I´ll realize it´s all nothingness from here and out.

Now I'm a target, I'm hot and frozen,
stormy rain I'm stuck in an elevator
wet from the muddy water,
breathing hot air, winds convey me...

A target. An arrow chasing me. A target for nothing and everything. Feels like I´m trapped. Can´t move. Can´t get away. Away from what? I don´t know. Something´s chasing me. Can´t see. Can´t breath.

The number talks and I cry in my own Hell....
Wide awake, I'm asleep, see a friend as a ghost

My personal Hell. Maybe I created it myself. And maybe someone put me here. Behind bars. Behind closed doors. Kept from the world, burning, burning... I try to scream, but the words won´t come out. Silent tears. I cry in my own Hell...

Shakespeare and company
refuse to kill the kitten scratching me...
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling...