Give me one thing to hold onto 
I’ve been having doubts of what is false or true 
I told you once 
I’ve told you twice 
I don’t know how I get through these nights 
I can’t seem to find 
Just how to slow my mind 

I cannot seem to shake this feeling of dread 
That everything I feel inside is not as it seems 
So is this real or masquerade? 
This must be all in my dreams 

I sit down in this sterile waiting room 
Everyone here, behind a mask they hide 
Well who am I in this great wide world? 
This grand ballet of just close enough 
Still can’t seem to find 
Just how to slow my mind 

I cannot seem to shake this feeling of dread 
That everything I feel inside is not as it seems 
So is this real or masquerade? 
This must be all in my dreams 

So you can lay me down to rest 
Is this not as it seems? 
And if it takes me all my life 
I must wake up from this dream 

I cannot seem to shake this feeling of dread 
That everything I feel inside is not as it seems 
So is this real or masquerade? 
This must be all in my dreams 
So you can lay me down to rest 
This is not as it seems 
Life is just a masquerade 
Or is this all in my dreams?