Levels Of Feeling

Dance, dance in the half light
Everyone laughs at you
But it's no fault of yours
We're cynically out of the game
Because we make fun
Of what everyone calls fun

Dreams, dreams are forbidden
I don't deserve yours
You don't deserve mine
Private future has got no past
Our secrets almost always never last
I gave away the game again

Your memories crystallize mine
I fall apart in your order
Even in disorder it all fits
My eyes twitch on the outside
Influence that grows tighter
They're sucking out what little life
I used to have

All the lies I used to believe in
All the people I refused
All the time thinking
Of a new way to fall apart
And self destruct
No levels of feeling
Maybe now it's alright
To be on the road to dath together