It's falling out of place againnAnother day, another one is gone with the speed of the sunnHolding on was always the worst choice I chose to makenSo please forget that I ever existedn'cause I've already moved onnI keep retracing these patternsnI'm getting caught in all of this again and againnI keep deleting these numbers because I know I can't keep chasing them aroundnIt's just a matter of time now before my limbs give out on usnYeah, even she said so sarcastically during a long night talk prior to three months that we'd lost. nJust run away, its the best way to fix all those fading friendships we've lostnSo answer this then, what's left to do when you've got no one around you?nWhen everyone you know is a ghostnWhen everything you hold in your hands keeps slipping awaynWell, still you say I never give enoughnI never open upnWell, you got it, here I amnI scream in front of random people on random nights of the weeknSpilling my guts for strangers, writing my life on papernHere I am