I am the creator. And I created this life.
But it is truly no life. No life at all.
It’s all an illusion, but no illusion.
It’s a delusion baby, a delusion of mediocrity.

For the truth comes by and then it leaves me,
The lies they fill, fill and complete me.
And the truth will come but it won’t stay,
The lies what keeps the dark away.

The darkness is truth, there’s truth in the darkness.
But there is no truth. No truth at all.
It’s all a lie, but not a lie.
It is nothing, I’m nothing at all.

For the truth comes by and then it leaves me,
The lies they fill, fill and complete me.
And the truth will come but it won’t sta-ay,
The lies what keeps the dark away.

And the night falls down, it creeps o-ver.
It is dark but there is light, there is no darkness, none at all.
It blinds me baby, but it lets me see.
I am the truth, the all, the me.

I created this life and now I live it,
Why do these dreams have to be so vivid?
But it’s not a dream, no dream at all.
This is the life I live but I don’t want it,
Why does my mind feel so haunted,
Why does my reality seem a dream,
Why can’t my dream be my reality.
I created this life and now I live it,
Why do these dreams have to be so vivid,
But it’s not a dream, no dream at all,
And this is me, that’s me that’s all.

this just came to me as a song, but since it's a little hard considering I don't play an instrument ( well I used to play sax ) and I can't sing anymore ( damn puberty, hehehe) so just imagine it.

8^D