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