Dear diary, here's a story about my dream
Somehow what I feared the most has become reality
A cloud of self-doubt embraces me sweetly
There's never a day that I can't go without icy voice calling
Guess the world is telling me
That I can't do what I meant to do
Rug's been pulled out from under me
But you can't see?
There's nothing left to prove
Can't come out from my prophecy
Guess the world is telling me
That I can't do what I meant to do
Rug's been pulled out from under me
But you can't see?
There's nothing left to prove
Can't come out from my
Can't come out from my
Can't come out from my prophecy
