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