i stop, my memory is nothing but a gallery of sore spots
can´t you see i carry on but i don´t wanna hold on to the retrospective life
i don´t wanna overestimate this time, time, time, time

it´s stuck, that´s for sure
can´t do this, follow that, life is so imperfect, almost human, just like me
we live our lives, this is why we hold on to reanimated lives
i don´t wanna overestimate this time, time, time