I say it clear and loud, The end is what we come around, Tell me that it's okay. Nothing to do, but wait, There's one unused before way, It will be our last chance.
Seems like I feel to blame For a things I've never made. There's one way to fix the frame, but now We're only going nowhere.
My words will just disappear, If You not overcome your fear And start to break it down. So now we have hands free To change that all You should to be Not just seriously turned.