You can see the dread in my eyes, cause I'm struggling to survive. And you think that I'm okay, cause I wont let you see my true face. I'm trapped in my own head, I want to see my happy end. Can you save me, from my own dread? I'm not okay. I'm not heartless, I just can't feel nothing. I may seem bit cold, like inside of a coffin. you left me no problem.  I've never been flawless and no I'm not okay. Hear the voices, see the demons. Feel the coldness seeking for the treatment. I still feel trapped inside my own head. Please, I just want to see my happy end. Can you save me, from my own dream? I'm not okay