My head is full of spies, they're tortured by the pain and lies.
Like little flies they buzz around and despies, only to see that in my head everyone dies.
I try to stop my brain, I try not to realise, that in my head everyone dies.
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I thought that that was it, I almost saw the light.
Trying to see everyone is so overrated, I only lost my sight.
Fill myself with pain like always, I just might.
Sparkles in my head, only seen at night, made me shiver and limp away from the light.
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