The world spins without you noticing, Changes happened and there was nothing I could do. Fuckin' all up, Letting the hours run far away, And when you feel the thrill crossing the veins, All goes down in a well without a single fukin' bottom to fall on! It's too late to fake, to fix It's too fucked up.
In the end, alone, I write some meaninless words, Trying to get some sense. After all, why would you want to understand?