It's blazing in my eyes, this magical disguise
to all, to everything subconsciously...
and when I turn my head, the blur it comes again
could this really be?... My actuality!?
And so the story goes, once in July it snows
I begin to question all too gracefully
but as I clear my throat, into this world I go
the same, but what is left of me?

Does Anybody know, is this real or no? Welcome to my sub-reality...
Does Anybody Know? Should I stay or Go? Welcome to my Sub-Reality...

I can not depict, what the difference is
between all my dreams and normality
and Every day we live, trying hard to give
without losing all of our sanity
The point of not return, is a lesson I will learn
as i'm moving forward all too gracefully
So without looking back, I move on down the track
the same.... but what is left of me?

Does Anybody know, is this real or no? Welcome to my sub-reality...
Does Anybody Know? Should I stay or Go? Welcome to my Sub-Reality...

but everything is falling
Ironically surrounding
what is this place and can I ever be sane again?

all that I know is drifting
Denial's not uplfiting
Am I sleeping did I dream up this place again?