I had a feeling (but that was only once)
that my life had meaning, but that doesn't mean too much.
I was going places then I never left.
Reciting phrases that I never meant.
I found myself then I threw it away. Living in hell is a lot like today.
I changed my mind (but I can't spare change)
and what I was trying to find, but it still found me.
I had a feeling (that was only once)
that my life had meaning, but that doesn't mean too much.
I was going places then I never left.
Reciting phrases that I never meant. That I never meant.
Reciting phrases that I never meant.
I need room to breathe. Can you give that me?
I need room to breathe. Can you give that me?
Can you give that to me? Can you give that...?
Begin descension.
Begin descension.
Begin descension.
Begin the end.