How did my worst nightmare turn into a recurring dream?

The skyline feels so small, but it swallows everything and it seems That everyone becomes a witness, a victim or the one to blame

Can't stop thinking about it, so many ways to feel ashamed ´cause I,

I was down to the details, focused on the words and the bloodshed

For later, keep the memory of their faces, staring into the void like nothing happened, what a way to be alone

No one's special, we're all trying to hate each other more than the one we live with, then just disappeared in the crowd

I was down to the details, focused on the words and the bloodshed

I was down to the details.