So what makes a dream come true?
Signing autographs?
Or people wanting your picture?
This is the dream I had in mind
Is this my fate?
Or is this the end of the road?
So what now?
It feels like there's nothing left to say
So what now?
It feels like I'm falling a part
Is this a part of 'God's Plan?'
We're falling down
Well I've learned that I'm just waiting for a deadline
And I'm running out of time
This world has lost its will to live, and with each pa**ing day.. so have I
We are falling down...
Well I've learned that I'm just waiting for a deadline
And I'm running out of time
Or just running out of life