Can't you hear me
Calling out for help
My days [bad word] to an end

constant disguise
Each step takes a new direction
Escapes the perception of my eyes
No exception cut your lies

Waking up by the lights
sense of sustained surveillance
Vectors calling my desire
My conception devised

One answer in my mind
In my imagination
It's a passage to your life
That you?ve put aside

Can't you hear me
Calling out for help
My days [bad word] to an end
Now that you enter the maze
Can't you hear I'm crying in despair
No one knows that I'm aware
And it's the end of your days

digital maze
global mass projection
Cryptic deception mortal affection

One answer in my mind
In my imagination
It's a passage to your life
That you've put aside

Can't you hear me
Calling out for help
My days [bad word] to an end
Now that you enter the maze
Can't you hear I'm crying in despair
No one knows that I'm aware
And it's the end of your days
One a final wall among a multitude
hundred pathways left to find

One final step towards my solitude
Like an echo in my mind

One answer in my mind
In my imagination
It's a passage to your life

Can't you hear me
Calling out for help
My days [bad word] to an end
Now that you enter the maze
Can't you hear I'm crying in despair
No one knows that I'm aware
And it's the end of your days