Tekster: Area 7. Kicks.

Life in the fast lane, is taking its toll
I know the future won't bring me to my goal
The life of the party, has lost all his soul... and I know
My fading glory is a tarnished crown
As I run myself further to ground
Everyone's moved on, and I've lost my way... So you say

But I'm still getting kicks
While life throws stones and sticks
I'm still getting kicks
Looking for an easy fix


What happened to the life I once knew?
Where did all my close friends go?
What's that look I catch in their eye judging me... and my life
You say that you never see me at all
But you want me at your beck and call
But I can't leave behind the way that we were, and be sure