System Healthy
The sky is dark
Above my head
In the ocean
On my bed
A liquid silver star
Is pulling me apart
It's language of light
In the silence of sight
It's all in my head
It's all in my head
It's all in my head
It's all in my head
I hear whispers
Against my ear
The harder I listen
The less I can hear
I'm my own disease
Locked away with me
But I'll find a way out
Some where, some how
It's all in my head
It's all in my head
It's all in my head
It's all in my head
Writer/s: Celladoor
