Half people, we're all thinking the same thing In time I'll see, I'm sure I'm there Where we started, where we start is where we'll end I miss my bruises and I feel like I am losing my positioning My self-destruction in the guise of my devotion, I exist in Have you ever wanted, have you ever wanted to know? Oh, happy days! The ones where I can bring myself to say: "In time I'll see, I'm sure I'm there" But I let my eyes shut for a while and there's nothing there I miss my bruises and I feel like I am losing my positioning My self-destruction in the guise of my devotion, I exist in Have you ever wanted to know Have you ever choked when you say: "That what goes up must come down And I suppose the other way" I miss my bruises and I feel like I am losing my positioning My self-destruction in the guise of my devotion, I exist in Have you ever wanted to know Have you ever choked when you say: "That what goes up must come down And I suppose the other way" "That what goes up must come down And I suppose the other way"