Well Im not superstitious But theres something Going on inside Could be friendly, could be vicious And there isnt any place to hide Its my imagination A blessing or a curse No, I cant ignore it For better or for worse It wakes me when Im sleeping A thief that takes my breath away And I find myself Reaching for a lifeline Throw me a lifeline and Bring me back in time I need a lifeline, throw me a lifeline Im going down for the last time Sometimes I cant control it Sometimes it isnt there at all Sometimes I try to roll it And wind up staring at the wall My imagination I love the games it plays I get in so deep that I get lost For days and days It sometimes leaves me shakin Standin in the dark alone