It's no worth trying to reach out
This time tonight
The music is playing so loud
(But that's just inside my head)
That I don't want to fight

I've seen you opening the fridge
And heard when you've yelled "It's empty!"
But the pillow is a bridge
(Yes,the one in my arms)
You can't pass when you're twenty

"Now it's so clear,
What I've always feared;
You're just a dream
(At least that's where you live)
You never come clean"

I hardly nodded my head
For you voice seemed so far.
"Go buy some bread
(...)
You can take my car."

Ten days after,there were some rats I fed
Sometimes,they replace you well.
I gave them your bread,since you’ve left.
(It's so quiet in here...)
I'm getting rotten in this place I fell.

What have you left behind?...