[Lyrics] [ACT I: THE VOID] [Music: A lonely, melancholic piano or a dark synth pad.] [Voice: Hollow, numb, almost spoken.] A blank map, a hospital pulse... My eyes were closed, my highs were low. I traveled the world, but it got me nowhere. Every city, the same bar, the same fucking saloon... Before you, I was just a flare in the sky, a signal for help that no one wanted to hear. Before you, I was nothing, was nothing, had nothing. Just an echo waiting to die. [ACT II: THE FIX] [Music: The b**t enters. Driving, melancholic, relentless.] [Voice: Gains life, a memory floods in.] And then, at the bar, you turned to me. “Hey, pretty eyes, where have you been my whole life?” And the entire universe stopped right there. All the drugs I've done, they never got me higher than the first time we met. You were the perfect chemistry, the antidote and the p****n. [CHORUS: THE OBSESSION] [Music: The track swells. A soaring, tragic synth lead enters.] [Voice: A desperate, powerful chant.] Oh, my beautiful zombie lady, I'm forever yours. Even if you walk by his arm and ignore my memory. Call me when he breaks your heart next summer, I swear to god... I can see it on your face that you were happier with me. [ACT III: THE FALSE RECOVERY] [Music: The b**t continues its hypnotic drive. The synth lead becomes more subdued, introspective.] [Voice: A tone of forced conviction.] And now I'm trying to erase you, damn it if I try... New house, new me, new state, new look, new cut, new plate. A cement disguise for a man who's hollow inside. Peace belongs to me...! Or so I tell myself until I burst. [BRIDGE: THE TRUTH] [Music: The b**t breaks down. Only a tense synth arpeggio and a deep sub-bass remain.] [Voice: A bitter, venomous whisper.] But I'm not fooling myself. I'm afraid I'll start believing that my life is a little better when I'm dreaming. Because in my dreams you still look at me... and in reality, the conclusion is this: It's like you kept me in your pock