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.
So tell me why. Just tell me why?
