Woorden: Papa Roach. Getting Away From Murder. Blanket Of Fear.

I am awake under this blanket of fear
And I must say, none of the people I see belong here
Now everyone's asleep, I am awake and I am dreaming
I believe it's time for the rude awakening

So hold on to your dreams
Because your nightmares might seem like they're your reality
Hold on to your dreams
Because your nightmares might seem like they're your reality

I believe the only thing we have to fear is fear itself
And the man behind the curtain, I heard him say
Dreamers have become an endangered species
And I am aware of the rude awakening

So hold on to your dreams
Because your nightmares might seem like they're your reality
Hold on to your dreams
Because your nightmares might seem like they're your reality

I'm fallin' in my dream I finally hit the ground
I'm fallin' in my dream I finally hit the ground
I hit the ground

Because I, I can't keep my mind from goin' into dark places
Because I, I can't keep my mind from goin' into dark places

So hold on to your dreams
Because your nightmares might seem like they're your reality
Hold on to your dreams
Because your nightmares might seem like they're your reality

I'm fallin' in my dream I finally hit the ground
I'm fallin' in my dream I finally hit the ground