cant sleep and its the middle of the night
wide awake in the middle of the night
thinking of ten years ago
There was a girl i use to know
her skin looked like she was a ghost
There was a time
There was a space
i must a admit that
i wouldnt know your face if i
saw you on the street and
looked in your eyes
i love you girl but ill never know the reason why
through all the time
through all the space
i like to leave but i wouldnt have a place to go
i like to think its no surprise ill leave the world
but ill wait until the the day i die

(thats not real, thats not real)
(i quit in the middle of a fight)

i give up in the middle of a fight
i cant win if i dont even fight
drinking more and thinking less
settling for second best
the day i die
The day ill rest