There is something more in my mind
I don't know how, and since how much time I always look at the past
Choices never happen
I stopped to live, I'm gone somewhere you can't join me I'm a slippery youth, I regret what I've never dare to do Would we have been friends, if the world was tender ? It's not a commun way to fall, it's the one I choose
I was born to screw it up
We have lost control
Dropes fall on sinking bodies I'm loosing my mind