The sentiment is always felt
When the summertime escapes without you
When you're allowed to grieve for the flower's wilt
Everything's changing
You only stay the same  
Maybe I'm the one who is really insane

Another day passes by
'That summer' is never coming back
So I extrapolate the image from a dream that brings me pain
and I Paste their faces on heartless figurines

Can you scratch the hard surface of memories toppled
Completely on top of the way things used to be?
You might find the real me
Hiding from the one I'm s'posed to be

So I smoke a cigarette and fake laugh to myself
At jokes, I'd tell if people thought I was funny
In a life, I'd live if people wanted me

Forgive me, if I can't listen to our conversation
My mind is somewhere else
Far away from here
But I'll never take that place back with me
Not completely
And someday it might **** me