Oh, it’s feeling strange Just like I can’t take a breath deep enough Oh, it’s feeling weird Just like my heart can’t make another beat
Waking up all covered up in sweat cold and sticky Cannot figure out where I am. Feeling like my life became a twisted copy Of what it used to be.
And it’s feeling strange It’s like a faded picture So surreal, I can’t suppress the panic Is it the same way it has been? And I’m not insane It’s the world that’s fucked up Spinning round until it all gets ugly. Ideals are turned into shit.
But why? Is this people something you were really Always dreaming about? Why? Is it really worth it all? I’m silent, but I’m screaming out loud.
Looking at this sleepy town, I feel I’m sinking I will soon become one of them. One with plastic body and plastic feelings Can anyone tell they are fake?
And I feel like trying To turn back the pages Desperate to catch that feeling Can you tell me what it felt like? And nothing is enough I am at my limits Hardly finding the air for breathing All good intentions turn into shit.
Why? Is this people something you were really always dreaming about? Why? Is it really worth it all? I’m silent, but I’m screaming out loud.