As i drank away last glimpses of my joy
I blamed the mist in my eyes on dust in the air i asked myself how long
These memories could last before my head will be empty again
And my actions be filled with irony and despair and my anxiousness can be kicked out of my system so easily
Why i cant enjoy bits and pieces of my present and while im happy
With my ability to question the discomfort of it is becoming overwhelming
And while the world is becoming smaller and smaller i find it harder to squeeze
Through this fake and friendly door so sip by sip i drank away last glimpses of my joy
Asking myself how long there memories will last oh and im glad that im back to my roots
Back to my place just over there two steps behind you