Well I'm not superstitious
  But there's something going oninside
  Could be friendly could be vicious
  And there isn't any place to hide
  Is my imagination
  A blessing or a curse
  No I can't ignore it
  For better or for worse
  It wakes me when I'm sleeping
  A thief that takes my breath away
  And I find myself reaching
  For a lifeline
  Throw me a lifeline
  And bring me back this time
  I need a lifeline
  Throw me a lifeline
  I'm going down for the last time
    Sometimes I can't control it
  Sometimes it isn't 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'
  Standing in the dark alone
  And I find myself reaching