At last the bread has crumbled
A new born knows her mother
Today we smoke away the trouble
Imagine it would all be humbled
Run away from all faces you recall
Things will never be the same
They're gone away for good, luck for you it should
Never ever be the same
The grass you wish to find all that's left behind
Things will never be the same
Things will never be the same
All we have to give is our worried mind
Don't say you understand
The lies will make you blind
Put your hands on mind and we'll f@&k the others
Just reach inside the open door
Look inside and you'll discover
Run away from all faces you recall
Things will never be the same
They're gone away for good, luck for you it should
Never ever be the same
The grass you wish to find all that's left behind
Things will never be the same
Things will never be the same
Run away from all faces you recall
Things will never be the same
They're gone away for good, luck for you it should
Never ever be the same
The grass you wish to find all that's left behind
Things will never be the same
Things will never be the same