My will is fading faster I lost my way I think about the future There's nowhere to go I sit inside my bedroom I'm wasting away I step outside the front door And I want to die These seasons are much colder As I'm getting older These memories of beauty Fade in my mind I want to travel further To a place they don't know me And learn about a culture To forget my own ways I lost my job this morning Another dead-end I'm spending all my money On women and wine I always feel so tired Even when dreaming My dreams are cruel reflections Of a life I once had