an't I just be young?
Like I was before...
People, they live on...
Me, not anymore.

I feel the pain of the present,
Wish I was in the past,
Hoping every day..
Will be my last...

What have I become?
My dearest friend...
Everyone I know...
Goes away in the end...

And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

This is the pain of the past,
Feels like it's here to last,
Always there, never fades,
I hurt myself to feel,
It's the only thing that's real.