Illusion by Garett Sharp Lyrics
It’s the kind of tired that sleep can’t fix
Each time you’re around, I look down at your wrist
Remembering the dark times that you went through
The times where there was nothing that I could do to stop you
It’s the kind of pain that only we know
Trying to hide the tears
But the paranoia haunts me
And fills my mind with irrational fears
It’s the kind of fear that won’t subside
Attempting to hide the feeling deep inside
But yet it leaks through the surface each time I try
I want it to go away
But it’s a part of me now
Something I have learned to deal with
I just don’t want it anymore
I have these terrible dreams
They’re the kind of dreams that feel so real
But I don’t know what’s real and what’s not anymore
At night
I am paralyzed
Unable to leave my bed
The terrifying sounds
The voices in my head
The dark figures standing right in front of me
So close I can barely see
But I can tell they’re there
Sometimes I feel them breathing
I’m just waiting for them to reach out for me
During the day
They still haven’t gone away
Even when I’m lucid
I don’t want to keep doing this
God, this all sounds so stupid
This is all just an illusion in my head
That nobody else can see
God, you probably think I’m crazy
But honestly, this is the real me
It’s the kind of tired that sleep can’t fix
I’m deprived
Barely alive
Living in this fucked up dream
Each time you’re around, I look down at your wrist
Remembering the dark times that you went through
The times where there was nothing that I could do to stop you
It’s the kind of pain that only we know
Trying to hide the tears
But the paranoia haunts me
And fills my mind with irrational fears
It’s the kind of fear that won’t subside
Attempting to hide the feeling deep inside
But yet it leaks through the surface each time I try
I want it to go away
But it’s a part of me now
Something I have learned to deal with
I just don’t want it anymore
I have these terrible dreams
They’re the kind of dreams that feel so real
But I don’t know what’s real and what’s not anymore
At night
I am paralyzed
Unable to leave my bed
The terrifying sounds
The voices in my head
The dark figures standing right in front of me
So close I can barely see
But I can tell they’re there
Sometimes I feel them breathing
I’m just waiting for them to reach out for me
During the day
They still haven’t gone away
Even when I’m lucid
I don’t want to keep doing this
God, this all sounds so stupid
This is all just an illusion in my head
That nobody else can see
God, you probably think I’m crazy
But honestly, this is the real me
It’s the kind of tired that sleep can’t fix
I’m deprived
Barely alive
Living in this fucked up dream