Meathook Seed - Cling To An Image lyrics

Alone I lie, cold, misconstrued, my grip is lost on that which is real, Crystal clear A memory, I recall constantly, It comforts my loneliness and fills my empty space, Cold, misconstrued, alone I lie, my grip is lost on that which is real, I lie to myself, Repeatedly, I act as if it still exists, when deep down I know the truth, Taunting myself, prepared for a fall, with the hole in my heart, I feel I deserve I visualize with positive thoughts, I wallow, subconsciously, Picture perfect in my head, fading slowly. I cling to which does not exist. I cling to which does not exist. I recollect the warmth we shared, It helps me relax and prepares me for what lies ahead. Another day.... Another day.... Another day....