We can’t live without, trembling creaky rollercoaster goes insanely down then back up

And the rage, misplaced, we know from experience has the power to wipe out everything

And it grows…

We’re losing tracks of what was there of what we loved and what we cared, burned down

We’re pointing finger at someone for something that’s just dead and gone by now

Fast, we run but we can’t get close so we run faster but not even close then we run as hell but they’re lines running parallel

All we used to be into these fading memories all we used to share, a lonely echo in our mind

We can’t live without fraying to the bone so much that we could come undone with the rain

Maybe this is us, close that we could touch each other and then yet so far away

From this all…

Fast, we run but we can’t get close and we run faster but not even close so we run as hell but they’re lines that run parallel

All we used to be into these fading memories all we used to share, a lonely echo in our mind