Trying to find my own way
It's a struggle to get there
When I'm feeling this way
Pale mornings stale with memories
I pick up my life and it's empty
I've had a lot of luke warm
I've gone as far as I can
I need something I am sure of
I've learned about lonely
And nothing "˜bout friends
Pale mornings stale with memories
I feed off the lies that were fed me
I feed off the lies that were fed me
I want something to believe in
I'm tired of feeling this way
I got nowhere left to get to
Pale mornings stale with memories
I pick up my life and it's empty
I feed off the lies that were fed me