Slowly fading to black I can't find who I was The warmth is fading and I can't feel my lungs I'm feeling the slip in my grip and it's out of control How much further do I have to fall? I'm not dreaming that I'm still breathing (I'm not dreaming) that I'm nothing more than a ghost Just a distant memory of the better part of me And now it's cold and left buried alive Under heart felt lies just to stay afloat Floating in a world painted black and white Trapped in a room built out of spite and fear I'll lose this fucking fight And stay a slave to this hopeless plight So I'll set this world on fire 'Cause I'm leaving it all behind Maybe all that's left is a ghost fading into the night It's just a terrible host with a make-shift life I'm still dreaming that I'm not breathing I'm not dreaming that I'm still breathing I'm still dreaming that I'm not breathing I'm not dreaming that I'm still breathing I'm still dreaming that I'm not breathing I'm not dreaming that I'm still breathing I'm still dreaming that I'm not breathing I'm not dreaming that I'm still breathing I'm still dreaming that I'm not breathing