Balcony Productions - Media Song Lyrics

You sit there playing out daydreams
You're alive in a world of your own
You see visions of scenes full of people who scream
Get me out of this place, gotta get to a phone
Your life is one big illusion
You build castles that lie on the sinking sand
You hear voices beyond your horizons
But you can't figure them out
You just can't work them out
What they're gonna say about you
Now they've got you made
What they're gonna do to you
They can say what they like
You know they can't disgrace me
These last few years have been crazy
You thought you were one of the chosen few
The golden child
Mr. Special
Not expecting this, no way
Not this
You imagined things would be different
Making plans for your future, the rest of your life
An early retirement or better
Now your dreams are all shattered
Broken like ice
What they're gonna say about you
Now they've got you made
What they're gonna do to you
They can say what they like
You know they can't disgrace me
The daydreams become nightmares
You're frightened to close your eyes at night
The voices you hear are not really there
You just sit in the corner and pray for the light
What they're gonna say about you
Now they've got you made
What they're gonna do to you
They can do what they like
You know they can't disgrace me