Tekster: Morning Benders. Last Today.

I was on my way,
I was thinking thoughts,
I gave away for free,
So they can't be bought
To make you think
That you know me better

I've got a way with words
When I open my mouth
I know the back way into the lost and found
I put myself back together with the pieces I found

And I can't figure out
How I ever ended up this way.
The past stays in the past
And it won't come back to explain
Our last today

I woke up this morning in a strange space
I dreamed everyone else had my face
And every corner that I turned
Brought me right back home


And I can't figure out
How i ever ended up this way
The past stays in the past
And it won't come back to explain
Our last today

There's one thing you should know
I'd rather be dead
Than on my own
If no one remembers your name
What's the point
Of playing the game?

There's one thing you should know
I'd rather be dead
Than on my own
If no one remembers your name
What's the point
Of playing the game?