Sixth Sense

Running out the door
Running through the gates
Setting up the soldier force

amplify the fear
Do I have the faith
Relying on the ghost in front of me

and I can see
The coldest eyes
And I can see
The hoplessness

lightning flash
Time stands still
Hanging high
Dark and cold
I wish I was popular
Adoring eyes around me

and I can see
The coldest eyes
And I can see
The hoplessness
And I can see
The damaged and the damned
And I can see

that you don't know that
You're broken
And you're not here
And you're not real
And I'm sorry
It's a dead dream
You're a nice man

and I wish
I wish
I could
Purify the fountain

and I wish
I wish
I could
Purify the fountain

and I wish
I could........