Touched

Here again, wish I was somewhere else
What’s worse than feeling all by yourself?
Judgmental, condescending
Thought that you were still pretending
Barely by on the time we have
Something for nothing
How many days until I’m rested
Something for something
Drink like there’s no tomorrow
Times they fly and then passion dies
Bad-mouth me for a change
Something more than just rearrange
I’ve always tried to remember when
Clothes you’d wear and your hair
A strong impression experienced
My senses they’ll function becoming aware
Smaller and smaller and somewhere in time
It all ended so suddenly
Take a look what you thought you’d be
Modeled perfection photocopy
Drink like there’s no tomorrow
Times they fly and then passion dies
Bad-mouth me for a change
Something more than just rearrange
Looking for the answer
Looking for the answer
Got my fear, got my notes, got my lazy mind
I can taste the sour climbing inside
Drink like there’s no tomorrow
Times they fly and then passion dies
Bad-mouth me for a change
Something more than just rearrange
Touched by reality
Touched by reality
Touched by reality