All those substances that people use
I'm frightened of them because I'd probably abuse
All of the fumes that they always inhale
I'd never lighten up, cause pessimism prevails
I seem to travel through self-fabrications
Frightened of trips and hesitant of vacations
My mind by itself travels through troubled dimensions
I'm just confined in my mental detention
Everyday I wake up, I feel out of step
Reality or fantasy, living through a wreck
Trapped in a closet, day after day
Scared of my surroundings, through the key away
I seem to travel through self-fabrications
Frightened of trips and hesitant of vacations
My mind by itself travels through troubled dimensions
I'm just confined in my mental detention