It goes, Quite Fast
I know, it won't last
It goes, Quite Fast
Quite Fast
I am aware, that i am sick
Slave of the mind
I let it trick me
Reality is what's in front of me
Not what my mind wants it to be
It goes, Quite Fast
I know, it won't last
It goes, Quite Fast
Euphoria won't last
It goes, Quite Fast
I know, it won't last
It goes, Quite Fast
Euphoria won't last
Feels like everybody's standing in my way
Everybody's struggling to find purpose and meaning
In the monologue with myself
I get to choose, what will be said next
It goes, Quite Fast
I know, it won't last
It goes, Quite Fast
Euphoria won't last