A story has been told us
Just what it takes to fill the pages
It was all before the writing starts to mean we can't go on
Looks like we're changing in all ways
I bet it all comes easy
You say « no worries, I'll be there »
But for me it's not the same old way I want to live our last days
This time I can't rely on
Anything but voices
That force themselves inside
Oh you know I exaggerate too much
They fade before long
It will end up the same
It will end up the same numb way I remember the old days
It's like I can't always shrug it off, it wears me out
In strange places that I don't see myself in