Disbelief - Prong

The ways of your way

I’m lost in disbelief

How can you breathe freely

And look at what you see

The space that you tread

What you do perceive

Your objects of desire

I know they’re not for me

Not forgetting all the crimes

Neither nor the lesson

All I can now cry

Your world’s not mine

Your world’s not mine

I see what I touch

Burn in my own dreams

No feeling for your life

Your world can’t be seen