"This life is like a dream; time's flyin' so fast
Through my imagined memories from my forgotten past
Now pass the Hennesey so I can start to write poetically
The harmony and melody that's soon to be the death of me
You tend to see the shallow empty ghost that I pretend to be,
The enemy who patronizes everyone so emptily
But when you see the soul inside who begs for your forgiveness,
All I'll see are silhouettes watching from a distance.
Where are you now? Did you really disappear
When everyone I'd held so dear had made it so very clear
That I'm all alone...
Now? (Didn't even shed a tear)
Who am I now? Do I even have a purpose?
Everything I do is worthless. I just wanna make it hurt less
When I'm all alone...
Now (Remembering in earnest our love)
What are we now? No matter how I try
I can't understand why I won't say goodbye
Cause I'm all alone...
Now (This nostalgia never dies)"
Listened to this piece a bunch of times over and just wrote what came off the top of my head. Deep stuff that I could definitely spit to. Respect.