He always sees what's only missing He always misses what's right in front of him Year after year, he's tired of chasing the highs of your memory, dear Like the daylight misses the moon Life is just One and the same day Repeating itself till there's no more fuel to burn When the dream has turned to dust When life is nothing but pure disgust When there's nothing to validate this existence Devastation Time is a flat circle Someone told him "brother, keep more to yourself" The past is a mental hurdle Pictures fading in boxes, boxes on shelves I know that you want to stop falling through adversity Why do you always and always Take on the pressure Why do you never and ever Feel the pleasure Time is a flat circle Someone told him "brother, keep more to yourself" The past is a mental hurdle Pictures fading in boxes, boxes on shelves This is the voice inside your head Is someone here? Don't pretend you cannot hear Listen up and let me in Listen up, listen up All these voices they get so loud Before I bury my head in the ground The clock is ticking - put me in my box Devastation