Years ago I was someone else pretending to be somebody else's
Listening to music that wasn't mine
Feeling bodies that could never be mine
And I didn't mind because back then I was different with a kind of odd view
Abusing everything but people
Being abused by everyone
Stone cold with warm eyes
Invited by a glance
A couple years ago I was in a dream state
Fucking abuse fucking abuse
Such a nice circle of carelessness
I go back there in my head but I don't remember it the same
They say memories stay the same but not when your head can't even remember their name
It's an odd thing to think about
My life wasn't mine and my memories don't add up
