Maybe you know too much about me.
Maybe you go too many places where you shouldn’t go.
You like to twist my words.
You love what seems absurd.
You really get inside my mood
Another chapter, tragic fantasy
vivid dreams blend with reality
can’t tell the truth from the fallacy
we’re unbalanced beings, walking balance beam
we fall forever
and, time’s so clever
It’s got us trapped
paralyzed, can’t react
but we adapt, we’ve adapted…