Your Schizophrenia - The Lyrical Fatigue

If I can't open my eyes
When bright and sharp sunbeam
Will cut my intergrown eyelids
I'll be afraid of my heartbeat

If reality doesn't catch me
And I will continue to fall freely
You should know: I'm tired
Really, really, really

The silence settled in my throat
And maroon sorrow in the vein
Nobody would heard my last thought
I tangled in the sleepy seine