I pretend I sit atop my throne,
Beautiful and fair.
A smile starts to grace my lips
because in this world I don’t care.
There’s no such thing as death,
And there’s no such thing as dying
And in this little world of mine,
No one’s ever crying.
But soon I open up my eyes,
And reality’s too real.
Because also in my little world,
There was nothing bad to feel.