Lost in a haze
and dreaming of forgotten days
Not quite me
I'm still walkin around dazed
I think back, I react,
and though it's much too late
I still wish I'd found a way not to mirror the hate
And you know, it ain't the same, all this borrowed time
they keep saying NVM and I keep hearing nevermind
Shit's changed
the old days are gone with the wind
Different......
