The air´s so thick
It blurs my vision
I can´t think straight
In this condition
This dim lit hall
Is stretching further
Not knowing
What I might discover

Through a door half open
A painted light bulb swings
Casting someone´s shadow
Reaching towards me

Something draws me here
Not sure
Feeling Drained
Still I am curious
Haunts me
Taunts me
Now I start to Gravitate

Remain composed
I hear some laughter
The darkness in me
Moving faster
A handle turned
A door is opened
Ashtrays
Cigarettes still smoking

And there again before me
The painted light bulb swings
And see I cast the shadow
The one I saw moving

Cannot catch my breath
Can´t cope
His face turns toward me
Can´t be
Not me
The man in the mirror

It´s all too clear
As I stood there
Acknowledged him
In reflective glare

I don´t quite understand
Why any of this
Is who I am
I´m damned cause I doubt
It´s part of me
Trick of the mind
Pschitso you see

It´s like awakening
I´m in
Someone else´s skin
Molds me
Holds me
Controlled
Left me Drained and empty

Transformed
Shifting
I peer inside
Like quicksand
You pulled me
Down deeper
All twisted inside of me