In trying to make up what I have lost
A million seconds passed
So I'm imitating time langing tricks that I can't land
Have you seen my knees? Be kind
I'm trying not to hide that I'm horrible but I am
I am not aware of anything around me, like me
If you're wondering why I'm screaming at me

I'm shaking with nervousness at what I'm to ask
What's this all about
How gullible am i?
I guess it's impossible to predict what's next
Old habits seem to find a way to latch on to you and I