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