I think I'm too much for me
Every day wastes at my feet
Beg
Plead
Scream
You're happy
And that sits fine with me
But maybe just a week
I could dream
Of someone else's needs
I could dream
I could dream

I'm easy to find, if you know it well
I'm pieces burning out, in their very spell
That held me, peacefully
But tormented sleep
But tormented sleep

They're not the enemy
They're not the enemy
Thеy're not the enеmy

We'll never live again
Death to the old friend
I wasn't better then
But I'm still not a man
We'll never live again
Death to the old friend
I wasn't better then
But I'm still not a man