Circuits

How could I know how you feel? And how could I know what is real? Old enough to loosen up Young enough to not quite understand That we're starved and all strung out Already bitten off an unsuspecting hand How could I know how you feel? And how could I know what is real? Yeah, it's a little bit better But maybe it's all we get done Thought about leaving you a letter And driving off into the sun And I should've said sorry more I'm weighed down and I wanna feel light But what the hell am I sorry for? I'm in the dark most of the time (How could I know how you feel? And how could I know what is real?) It's all passing me by It's all passing me by Goodnight my friend It's tomorrow and the next day til the end Goodnight my friend It's tomorrow and the next day til the end Goodnight my friend It's tomorrow and the next day til the end Goodnight my friend It's tomorrow and the next day til the end Goodnight my friend It's tomorrow and the next day til the end Goodnight my friend It's tomorrow and the next day til the end Goodnight my friend It's tomorrow and the next day til the end Goodnight my friend It's tomorrow and the next day til the end It's tomorrow and the next day til the end