Losing sleep, in too deep
Fading sun, what have I done
Came so close to what I need most
Nothing left here

Cut the ties, uncovered disguise
Left behind all intertwined
Lost control, moved out of the role now
Nothing's left here

Leave it be
It was meant for me
Soul sacrifice
Forgot the advice

Lost track of time
In a flurry of smoke
Waiting anxiety
For a fair judgement deserved

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): MIKAEL LARS AKERFELDT