I wanted to feel something
To be something
To see something

I wanted to find
One thing that was mine
And leave this behind
But I, I can't find my way
To get far away
And bury these days

Fantasy
Once reality
Becomes such a parody

If I could find
One thing that was mine
I'd leave this behind
But I, I can't find my way
To get far far away
And bury these days
And bury these days

If shining
Or if shaking
It's reality faking

And if I could find
One thing that was mine
I'd leave this behind
But I, I can't find my way
To get far away
And bury these days

And I wanted to find
One thing that was mind
I'd leave this behing
But I, I can't find my way
To get far away
And bury these days
Bury these days...
Bury these days...