It's all a sudden rush of the past
Everything seems to have went by so fast
It's so hard to concentrate
Living each day date by date

It's hard to think about
The thing is you would go back without a doubt
It gets harder with every unanswered message you send
You just can't help to bend and bend

You don't know how much more you can make
It all seems like an illusion, all so fake
Some days it seems like there's hope
Days you can get by without the dope

Step by step you make it
Every little bit by bit
Then the rush comes right back
It hits like a huge smack

Then you go once again