Like I'm seventeen and the world turns hostile around me

I keep my distance but somehow I slip into their arms

And the well kept secret

Handing out compliments and stupid opinions

I loose myself



Figuring out how long I have pretended that I live here

Inside the private lives and ugly suicides

I would never bother among commercial signs and common sense

Maybe deeper I can't relate to the facts and I'm unable to act surprised

It's too familiar



Safe and sound inside of trouble deep feeling clever

There's not a thing that could wake me

You see like anyone of you people

Will be back here again to wake me when it's over