Fighting the urge to revive my past life

'Cause I don't feel right

I don't feel right

As things stand, I feel so bland

This did not turn out as I had planned

It's quite likely, that my time's been spent

Thinking about how life could be different

I don't see the point of crying into the void

It doesn't turn things around

It just blocks out the sound of your voice

Promise not to avoid

The messages on the wall

It's not like I've got a choice

Just need a break from the noise

Don't promise it's not personal

It's business

Cut me up, tear me open

Wake me up when this life is over

I want to start again

I need to start again

When all is said and done

What's left to be said?

What's left to be done?

When every trail's been run

What's left to be uncovered?

Just wait around for the world to end, I guess

Just kill some time before the apocalypse

Don't promise it's not personal

It's business

Cut me up, tear me open

Wake me up when this life is over

I want to start again

I need to start again

When all is said and done

What's left to be said?

What's left to be done?

When every trail's been run

What's left to be uncovered?

Just wait around for the world to end, I guess