Tekster: The Reunion Show. Dedication.

You've heard it all before
You're locking up your door
Apologies are not accepted
And things are the way we left them

When I place these pieces
In front of your weakness
Fall into depression
Your face has no expression

I'm making plans to disappear
I'm making plans to go anywhere
That's not in front of me
It's something you don't see

I'm making plans for everything
Let's include everyone
Well, everyone but me

This goes out to anyone who claims to know
Something about nothing at all
This goes out to anyone who claims to know
Something about nothing at all

You're fighting your conscience
You're acting self conscious
The pointless the past-tense
The accidental act of self defense

When I place these pieces
In front of your weakness
Fall into depression
Your face has no expression

I'm making plans to disappear
I'm making plans to go anywhere
That's not in front of me
It's something you don't see

I'm making plans for everything
Let's include everyone
Well, everyone but me

This goes out to anyone who claims to know
Something about nothing at all
This goes out to anyone who claims to know
Something about nothing at all

This goes out to anyone

This goes out to anyone who claims to know
Something about nothing at all
This goes out to anyone who claims to know
Something about nothing at all

This goes out to anyone who knows
This goes out to anyone who claims to know
Something about nothing at all