The end is coming near again
The horizon upon the distance I now see
I loved this place I really did
But I know this ideal person shall never be me
I strip myself of my reasons,
My ideals
I strip myself of every emotion
And every memory of this beautiful but forgotten place.
For life here goes at to fast a pace
Everyday it is the same
Run, run, run
Go, go, go
And all the things I must know
I strip myself of my reasons, my ideals
I strip myself of every emotion
And every memory of this beautiful but forgotten place
For life here goes at to fast a pace
I have to run, I have to go
Back to the childhood that was never on a constant mend
Back t my friends and family
For to them, my mind, my life, my ideal never have to bend
I strip myself of my reasons, my ideals
I strip myself of every emotion
And every memory of this beautiful but forgotten place
For life here goes at to fast a pace.