T.O.Y.

You hide your face inside your daydreams
you try to move on from yesterday
The tune of little sadness opens
like empty seas in a heartfelt way
You place yourself into your visions
down from the hill figures from the past
The taste of creamy sickness opens
don´t try to run - you will be the last
Feel my fate
in a soul cage
don´t you feel my two souls will collide