Are you ready? 

This place inside my mind, a place I like to hide 
You don't know the chances. What if I should die? 
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain 
You don't know the chances. I'm so blind 

Another place I find to escape the pain inside 
You don't know the chances. What if I should die?
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain 
You don't know the chances. I'm so blind 

Deeper and deeper and deeper as I journey to 
Live a life that seems to be a lost reality 
That can never find a way to reach. 
My inner selfesteem is low. 
How deep can I go in the ground that I lay? 
If I don't find a way to see through the gray that clouds my mind.