Wake Up You're Alive
Shai Linne Lyrics

One night a while ago I had a crazy dream
The singer is sharing an experience that occurred in their dream one night.

That shady beings were probing my mind with a laser beam
The singer dreamed that some untrustworthy creatures were invading their mind with a laser beam.

The pain was high octane, ten times the intensity of a migraine
The pain caused by the laser beam felt stronger than a normal migraine.

Enough to drive somebody insane
Such intense pain could make anyone lose their sanity.

My physical frame was paralyzed- the floor was sanitized
The dream caused the artist's body to become immobilized and they were lying on a sterile floor.

The instruments they used were sterilized- but the terror lies
The tools used by the beings were clean, but the fear of being probed and invasively examined was still present.

In the fact that the metallic walls were covered with many eyes
The walls of the room were covered in eyes, indicating that the creatures might have been spying on the singer or were part of a larger group.

That watched as they probed my insides and analyzed
The eyes on the walls watched as the beings probed and examined the artist's insides.

They weren't aliens because their faces were invisible
Despite resembling extraterrestrial beings, the creatures had invisible faces.

More like chameleons with a nature that was mystical
The creatures were similar to chameleons, with strange and mystical behavior

Completely irresistible mind control
The singer was subjected to mind control so powerful they could not resist it.

Trying to mold my will to theirs and redesign my soul
The beings attempted to alter the artist's will to conform to their own, even trying to manipulate their fundamental being.

Slicing me up like cold cuts- I was broke up
The singer felt as though they were being sliced and diced like deli meat, resulting in significant emotional pain.

If I could I would've spoke up but they had me yoked up
The singer, if allowed, would have objected, but they were restrained and unable to communicate.

And then I woke up- choked up- my spine and bones were tingling
The singer woke up, emotionally choked up and physically numb.

Awakened from a nightmare to find my phone was ringing
Upon awakening, the artist heard their phone ringing.

All of a sudden I heard a thunderous roar
In the next scenario, the artist hears something very loud and frightening.

He busted through the door before my feet hit the floor
An unknown assailant broke through the singer's door aggressively and swiftly.

No time to stay patient- with great haste I raced
The singer did not want to linger or be patient and moved quickly.

And slipped when I tripped over my Play station
The artist tripped and fell when they stumbled over their gaming console.

My green bean bag broke my fall
The artist's fall was somewhat cushioned by a green bean bag they fell onto.

As I groped for the wall, behind me I could sense His open jaws
The artist could sense the danger of the assailant behind them, about to attack with gaping jaws.

The smell of his breath was hot sulfur- not kosher
The attacker's breath smelled of sulfur, indicating they might not be human.

I yelled as he crept and got closer
The artist screamed as the attacker snuck up on them.

Knocked over a vase, no space to race with him
The singer could not escape and instead knocked over a decorative vase.

Shocked over his pace, I was face to face with him
The singer was surprised at how fast the attacker moved and ended up face-to-face with them.

Envisioning my imminent homicide, dismemberment
The singer saw themselves possibly getting murdered violently and inhumanely.

Collision with impenitence personified with grim intent
The artist collided with someone or something that embodied unapologetic and remorseless intent.

A sinister smile, a foul grimace
The attacker's facial expression was twisted and unnerving.

Particular style of a menace, the image was vile
The attacker had a specific and repugnant appearance that matched the threat level they posed.

I was too subdued to struggle, woozy from the tussle
The singer was too weak or shocked to fight back against the attacker and was disoriented from something that resembled a fight.

Wanted to choose to hustle but I couldn't move a muscle
The artist wanted to run, but they were so scared they were temporarily paralyzed.

I was hurting, I thought I was a goner for certain
The artist was in pain and thought that they might be approaching their death.

Then I looked and saw the sunlight through the corner of my curtain
The artist saw sunlight streaming in through a crack in their curtains.

At this point, I thought he would devour for sure
The singer thought that the attacker would kill and eat them soon.

But he just stood over me for a half an hour or more
For a period of thirty minutes or more, the attacker simply stood over the artist, doing nothing.

As the morning flooded the bedroom I could see a little better
With sunrise came improved visibility in the bedroom.

But his face was still obscured by a black hooded sweater
Despite the increased lighting, the attacker's face was still concealed by a hooded sweatshirt.

Just then, it must have been an illustrious gust of wind
At that moment, a strong gust of wind blew through the room.

That thrust him into the room's other end
The wind pushed the attacker to the other side of the room.

My physical felt rejuvenated
The artist's body began to feel better or reinvigorated.

I opened the door, the whole house illuminated
The singer opened a door and the entire house was brightly lit.

By the sunlight, my chance to bounce- I hesitated
The house was illuminated by the sun, but the singer hesitated before attempting to leave.

Because something just wasn't adding up- it resonated
Something was not making sense to the artist and they felt an inner connection to that feeling.

Dedicated to go back and get some better data
The artist felt determined to gather more information and study the situation further.

Feeling heavy weighted- yet it was like I levitated
Although the artist felt burdened and weighed down, they felt as though they were floating.

Over to the corpse, my thoughts had escalated
The singer walked over to a dead body and their thoughts became more intense.

I took off his hood and I was devastated
The artist removed the hood from the dead body and was deeply distressed by what they saw.

So now let me state it: what could it be?
The singer is questioning what they saw and asking the listener to consider the same question.

The dead villain in the corner of my room? It was me!
The dead person they found was actually the singer themselves, leading to a shocking realization.

I fell back surprised, cried, lost all my drive
The singer was shocked by this revelation, burst into tears, and felt unmotivated.

Looked over at my clock it said 6: 55
The artist checked the time and it was almost 7:00 AM.

As I tried to make sense of what I'd just survived
The artist tried to come to terms with what they had just experienced.

A voice from outside said 'Wake up, you're alive'
Someone outside of the singer's room or house reminded them to be grateful for being alive.