I often think about what could have been Those little things I've wasted Too many for too long As I keep counting down Each and every year's slowly passing me by I feel more lost than found right among this brainless crowd I didn't have the time To find what's really mine and what depends on me not you Don't wanna wait in line When I feel so fuckin' down I can't escape their point of view I can't get through I didn't have the time I'm torn in two Until I touch the ground again I don't know where I belong I never think about What could have been Those little things I've wasted That put me on my way I often think about What should have been It wakes me up at night If there was a light in the morning Maybe someday it could mean something more Sleep is a chain I deal with Troubles I have are not meant to be wrong Silence is all that's left to me