Trees of December - Into Dimensions

Funnel of fumes inside
Count the sheep only one time
Wake up while falling into dimensions

I'll tear my eyes out before I fall asleep
Goodnight it's lights out
Good for nothing sheep

Settle your eyes
Make no mistake here
you will not win here

All this space is claustrophobic
I need time for my next opponent
It's always your way

Feeling so alone
no one will weep
I can't control this toughened skin
And I had to listen to you speak
All you have is nothing more I seek

Written by:
Christopher Hernandez

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