Track 8 of my album Gryselda Wilhelmine, out everywhere Before without feeling Now with a newfound meaning The grip of the feeling something dead weight The sight of a dream so disheartening Please tell me I’m dreaming This déjà vu I felt before Tender, tender numb to the pain Now sore Forgive me seeming without feeling I swore I saw it in a dream It just came to me I can’t hold it my prisoner It was meant to be free It never belonged to me really, really Just a passing thing Before without feeling Stamp out this love for the captor Now with a newfound meaning The grip of the feeling something dead weight The sight of a dream so disheartening Prisoner I can’t keep you Please tell me I’m dreaming This déjà vu I felt before Tender, tender numb to the pain Now sore Forgive me seeming without feeling If I have to ask, it’s probably true I swore I saw it in dream Tell me what this means Somethings hunting me The things I seek Hunger with fasting feelingmore