Look outside: a view of pouring rain
Keep wondering which of all my choices to blame
(I) Believe it was all of them
(I) Believe none at all made sense
I missed… (x2)

I might not be a man no more
Certainly not one to fight for
A place in the priced

My immaculate path
Should have done something full proof
Should have foreseen in my youth

There’s no turning back around
No winding back countdowns
Still in love with my…
Muses

Look outside: a view of pouring rain
Keep wondering which of all my choices to blame