Sonata Arctica My Dream's But A Drop Of Fuel For A Nightmare Lyrics
            My painted face, I'm a clown,
            and I'm laughing while my dream turns into a nightmare,
            fade away, I'm asleep,
            not too deep...
        
            The walls of night have left me scarred
            the broken glass I stepped on, twice.
            the ardent spirits' rusty edge, decapitate me...
        
            I can't sleep, fear darkness
            go through the motions, did I fall asleep?
            I'm bowling, the old nine pin, a sign unwanted...
        
            Now I'm a target, I'm hot and frozen,
            stormy rain I'm stuck in an elevator
            wet from the muddy water,
            breathing hot air, winds convey me...
        
            The number talks and I cry in my own Hell....
            Wide awake, I'm asleep, see a friend as a ghost
        
            I'm skating with a seal,
            the tarantula, the fly, the broken ring
            the dusty little flea
            an ugly giant, a disappointed child
        
            here comes the rabid snake
            the broken violin, a wild ballet
            Shakespeare and company
            refuse to kill the kitten scratching me...
        
            I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling... - awake
        
            You know, if you believe the dreams, the nightly visions, worlds entwined
            then you also fear your shadow, paranoia, part two...
        
            All the good things in my life dwell in my mind
            Took a wrong lane, every day, I hear myself say
            Sickening's this feeling, my life, my hopes, my dream's but a drop of fuel for a nightmare
        
            they all turn out the same
            My destiny, my flame
            believing is control?
            no.
            the painting comes alive,
            takes me inside a world without a name, a place beyond compare
        
            Believe the dreams that let you sleep
            the broken glass you need to sweep
            The book you read; if you found an explanation
            to help you in any way,
            you are your own prison!
        
            Woke up today,
            the good and the bad and the ugly dreams are gone
            ...jumped off the carousel
        
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