Turn the lights off
It's time to come inside
Playtime's over
The real world arrives
I stave it off
One dream at a time
Can't look ahead but
Can't be left behind
Trapped in liminal space
Trapped in liminal space
The visions come and they fade away
My passions feel like pay to play
Now and again hints of doubt
I open my mouth
But the words won't come out
A fleeting glimpse
Am I bound to miss
The contradictions weighing on my soul
Imposter syndrome swallowing me whole
Can I obtain this dream in front of me
Fighting symptoms of chronic apathy
Trapped in liminal space
Trapped in liminal space