I found a warm place with a fake sun. I thought life was reality, I wasn't the only one. The skin pulls over my eyes, I can't see whats fake, whats real and whats a lie.Where do I stand, where will I lie? I lost it all in the hall of mirrors, maybe on a russian roulette wheel when the tide was high, I thought it was clearer. I found my new consciousness not so clear,the true world holds secrets, whispers and some times fear.