Woorden: Janez Detd. Killing Me. Deep.

Deep inside my heart, where pain is powerless, that's where I'm hiding. Cause I'm about to break. This world's all over me, trying to bring me down. I walk away, won't play the game, nor take the blame for not being like you. I lied to you, that's what I do, we'll soon find out we're running out of time.

These are the days. These are the times. I'm losing my mind, but I'm doing fine.
These are the days. These are the times. We've got to survive and struggle through life.
But where do I begin?

All I think about are all those tiring times I got back on my feet. Now walls are closing in. There's no place left to think or find myself again, I walk away, won't play the game, nor take the blame for not being like you. I lied to you, that's what I do, we'll soon find out we're running out of time.

These are the days. These are the times. I'm losing my mind, but I'm doing fine.
These are the days. These are the times. We've got to survive and struggle through life.
But where do I begin?

Want to take control. Of how my life should really be. I know I'm not the only one who really disagrees. We're running out of time.

These are the days. These are the times. I'm losing my mind, but I'm doing fine.
These are the days. These are the times. We've got to survive and struggle through life.
But where do I begin?