You told me you'd give your soul to the crowd

You run to the edge of the warzone

You're finding out that it's way too late

To be happy around your friends

You changed your head

And made your bed

Through time, circumstances and medicines

You lied a lot

Created a plot

To escort you safely away



Chorus: My impression now

My impression now

Stand on the edge of the ledge

Jump off cause nobody cares



You told me you found a way to escape

Through silence and not a suggestion

To apply it all to everyday life

But it can't find the connection

The magic lens

You contacted friends

Who just never seem to be with you

Flying up on a paper cup

They land to s-sailing away



Chorus

Chorus