No, I don't feel a thing.
Life's going by me. And still I say,
Oh God! I'm making the same mistakes.
Low? I'm on empty.
Try to erase all the bad times.
Free? I don't seem to be.
My soul remains tied to your life.
Every breath you breathe deep, I feel you circulating through
I'll never forgive myself again.
I'm so sick and tired of making the same mistakes