Chasing (Live in Innsbruck)

Beeing delusional

Is a full time job

All of my grand schemes

Never seem to work out

Beeing a waste of space

Is tougher than it seems

And stories about me

Are confusing as fuck

So I close my eyes

I close my eyes

And bang my head against the wall

Standing 10 feet tall

Just for me, just for me

I see the writing on the wall

They make no fucking sense at all

Just for me, just for me

So chasing makes me hurt

And hurting makes me wanna go back again

Doing the same thing twice

Is my only job

Can't seem to be catching up

With all the dreams we lost

During a normal day

The panic sets in

So while you've been watching me

I've been grasping for air

So I close my eyes

I close my eyes

And bang my head against the wall

Standing 10 feet tall

Just for me, just for me

I see the writing on the wall

They make no fucking sense at all

Just for me, just for me

So chasing makes me hurt

And hurting makes me wanna go back again

I bang my head against the wall

Standing 10 feet tall

Just for me, just for me

I see the writing on the wall

They make no fucking sense at all

Just for me, just for me

So chasing makes me hurt

And hurting makes me wanna go back again