Senses Fail

Well I had a dream last night and in my dream I took a knife to you.
I slit your throat from ear to ear
The wound was gasping for the air.....your scream so clear
But every dream could never come true.
Only in my sick mind can I do these things to you.
With every passing moment, it just keeps getting worse
The walls are getting smaller and I am six feet beneath the earth.
And I will be, oh I will be, lost.