Since the day of my departure
i've been stumbling through reality
i play my symphony in reverse
in search for that special path
Be gentle to the tear in this i
lonesome arms, lost its wings again
Buy me a trip to the moon
so i can laugh at my mistakes
i can see the end from here
from this perspective it looks kind of silly
satellites and astronauts
tell me there are greater things ahead
Make me feel like a man
a silent cry from the middle of hell
i - the irony - i promise, i'll be mature
so please, invite me to your shelter again
Been hiding since i heared "never"
take me back to yesterday, i need to grow
Steal my mask and make me pay
i need a new skin
i'm going insane