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Sick of being me Maybe I drink too much to think Maybe I think too much to see (fuck me) Going home after another friday night Can't see the skyline because the fog has taken it all away Think about the friends I had growing up How they were there for me Now we've gone our own ways I know that it'll never be that way again It'll never be the same My old friends are just a memory Wish I was young again Doing stupid things with my friends Seems like as the years go by life gets more and more crazy Like I think back to that night when my sister tried to take her life I don't know how much more of that I could take If it were only a dream How I would just wake up and she would be okay Do they all feel the same? Wonder if they remember those days I know that everything has to change Nothing ever stays the same This place isn't what it used to be Hope they haven't forgotten about me Aus Songtexte Mania