Why can't I breathe?
Still I see
Dead on the table.
Try to move; I'm not able to.

They said I have died.
I still felt alive.
I won't believe their lies.
I can still see through these
Eyes.

Help me, I'm not dead
Wake me from this hell.
Tell me I'm alive.
Dead.

Knives cutting into me.
Scalpels rip me.
Screaming into deaf ears.
Now they stop and see my
Tears.

Help me, I'm not dead
Wake me from this hell.
Tell me I'm alive.
Dead.

I can't stop the visions.
Stop the premonitions.

My soul can't escape
The boundary of my flesh.
My heart does not beat.
My spirit does not rest.

They said I have died.
I still felt alive.
I won't believe their lies.
I can still see through these
Eyes.

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Writer(s): ALEXANDER DANIEL WEBSTER, CHRIS J BARNES, JACK DOUGLAS JR. OWEN