Sometimes I need to apologize.
Sometimes I need to admit that I ain`t right.
Sometimes I should just keep my mouth shut, or only say hello.
Sometimes I still feel I`m walking alone.
Walk on eggshells on my old stomping ground, yet there`s really no one left, that`s hanging around.
Isn`t that another familiar face?
Too drunk to figure out they`re fading away.
