Besedila: Silverstein. Transitions. Wish.

This is the first day of my last days
I built it up now, I take it apart
Climbed up real high
Now fall down real far

No need for me to stay
The last thing left, I just threw it away
I put my faith in God and my trust in you
Now there's nothing more fucked up I could do

Wish there was something real
Wish there was something true
Wish there was something real
In this world full of you

I'm the one without a soul
I'm the one with this big fucking hole
No new tale to tell twenty six years
On my way to hell

Gotta listen to your big time
Hard line, bad luck, fist fuck
Don't think you're having all the fun
You know me, I hate everyone

Wish there was something real
Wish there was something true
Wish there was something real
In this world full of you

Wish there was something real
Wish there was something true
Wish there was something real
In this world full of you

Wish there was something real
Wish there was something true
Wish there was something real
In this world full of you

This world full of you
This world full of you
This world full of you