I remember the days
And they drive me insane
Wish I could go back to them
But there’s no real way

Living life in the past
Never was as pretty as it seems
Ignoring the future and present
It’s a gift not worth being received

I remember the times
When everything rhymed
Everything made sense
And I took on the world

But now the world takes on me
It feeds off of me
It’s living off fear
And I’m the host