My body is tirednMy mind is not the samenBeen broken for days nnAnd I’ve walked this pathnTried to make it lastnBut nothing has changednI’m feeling the same nnNow I’m gonenI was wrongnAnd I’m fading outnYou’ll never see a thingnNot from menCause I’m fading out nnToo late to returnnTo late to call it backnBack out of the tomb nnMy hands were the causenThe cost of all that’s lostnI can never repaynIf I could then I would nnNow I’m gonenI was wrongnAnd I’m fading outnYou’ll never see a thingnNot from menCause I’m fading out nnBut if it’s gone the feeling will be less than strongnBut if it’s gone then these years have spokennAnd when it’s gone the fear of failure takes me onnAnd if it’s gone have my years spoken? nnNo changing the pastnThe writing is on the wall nnNow I’m gonenI was wrongnAnd I’m fading outnYou’ll never see a thingnNot from menCause I’m fading out nn