Ein Selbstgespräch über Betäubung, Bildschirme und das Loslassen des alten Ich. Falsche Freunde durch zerbrochenes Glas, und trotzdem der Vorsatz: never to fade.
Hey, what's happening out there?
It feels like a shithole, poison for my mind
Numbing me down, seeking some clarity
A holiday sounds tempting, yet I'm anchored here
With shadows in my thoughts, I grasp for air
Trapped in this cycle, searching for escape
Attempting without you, pretending I'm whole
Could I really make it, alone, alone, alone?
These memories haunt my nights
I yearn for what was, yet you found new heights
A destination you've claimed alone
While I'm lost in screens, seeking the unknown
Confusion reigns, people don't see
These idealized havens, just a fantasy
The perfect facade, a myth we create
Farewell to the past self, opinions cast aside
From those indifferent, washed away in this tide
Not true friends, they peer through fractured glass
Aware I won't succumb, I'll rise at last
Seek the light, heed the wise
Guard your time, be aware of their guise
For when the veil lifts, their truth destroys
These memories haunt my nights
I yearn for what was, yet you found new heights
A destination you've claimed alone
While I'm lost in screens, seeking the unknown
Farewell to the past self, opinions cast aside
Not true friends, they peer through fractured glass
Resolve to rise, never to fade
