I didn't realize how bothersome it was
To my friends I've met through you.
I hate that it's happening again...
I don't know what to do.

I just liked this feeling,
This burning passion inside.
Something I could put to good use.
Something I wouldn't want to die.

But it blinded me,
Blocked out the sounds of the outside world.
I should've paid more attention,
I should have had the past learned.

I'm sorry I let this happen,
I suppose this is how it ends.
No one else would tell me
That history's repeating again.