| Walking through the city | |
| Without eying anyone .. | |
| Don't want their vibes through my skin | |
| The hair on my back rises | |
| Silently it wins.. | |
| Now, I'm feeling everything | |
| Yeah, it's funny how the pain goes away | |
| But, it's comin' back another day | |
| Yeah, it's slowly creepin' up | |
| See, I haven't felt a thing within | |
| Then wake up in this mood again | |
| All the new ideas are gone | |
| Is it true . | |
| I'm blue all over | |
| From pointing at myself | |
| Is it true now that it's over | |
| I should have checked myself instead ... | |
| Checked myself instead | |
| Yeah, with this journey | |
| From my room out through the door | |
| Down the stairs into the street | |
| Forgotten is forgotten | |
| Everything's returned | |
| And someone is forgetting me |