all your ambitions makes me fall behind burning a hole inside my head and i know that it never was worth a try to try to pick up the pieces of an empty mind i know we’re running from the things we want ourselves to be we’re fading away devour in masses arsoned by dreams there is no rest for the weak we’re fading away devour in masses arsoned by dreams there is no hope in these streets speechless i am blurred up in this haze that clouds my mind and as youth falls from our hands i’ve got no ambition but to fall behind