It's started to feel like I'm not looking through my own two eyes
it's come as quite a surprise to find my senses reeling from reach,
something's stealing my sense of well, can't you tell?
From behind a screen, I watch and scream.
No one hears, no one sees;
No one's here to set me free.
I pinch myself to check that I'm still here,
I've lost my sense of well,
and found my sense of fear.