I stop, my memory is nothing but a gallery of sore spots
Can`t you see I carry on but I don`t wanna hold on to the retrospective
life
I don`t wanna overestimate this time, time, time, time
It`s stuck, that`s for sure
Can`t do this, follow that, life is so imperfect, almost human,
just like me
We live our lives, this is why we hold on to reanimated lives
I don`t wanna overestimate this time, time, time
