Time flies and people forgets easily
A few years go, we were
In the middle of hell on earth
Too many good intentions
Left to die in the wind
Too lazy to realize
That someone else is playing with our minds
A rude awakening
This is what we need to learn how to live again
A bitter awareness
To understand
How far we went from the track
Vanishing, as the echo of a goodbye
Standing on the brink ready to fly
My years have shortened during the journey
So now I recognize bullshit
From a thousand miles away
No way to find the truth in this flood
Of so-called information
Too dumb to see
That someone else is leading the dance
A rude awakening
This is what we need to learn how to live again
A bitter awareness
To understand
How far we went from the track
Vanishing, as the echo of a goodbye
Standing on the brink ready to fly
Or falling into this mass distraction
Vanishing, as the echo of a goodbye
Wondering if there is a way out
Or is ti already too late
