When it´s time to leave this place
I´ll follow what comes easy
Elude the human race
Discover what still feeds me

And if my interest is waning
I can´t fake it
Your captive audience
Escaped for "soul renovation"

I know I might be wrong
But I´m sick of pretending
I´ve listened to you too long
And nothing´s ever mended

You can stretch the truth
And patience wears you so thin
It´s just as easy to see through
Your high self opinion

I know I might be wrong
But I´m sick of pretending
I´ve listened to you too long
And nothing´s ever mended