Psychic Trauma - Cloud Nothings

You’ll never be here, it’s hard to explain

Psychic trauma, returns with age

There’s nothing new here, no room to relate

I don’t know what you’re trying to say

Try to stop it, try to feel something

But nothing happens, I stay the same

Is it alright to end up this way?

Life gets boring, it fades away

I can’t believe that what you’re telling me is true

My mind is always wasted listening to you

You’ll never be here, it’s hard to explain

Psychic trauma, returns with age

There’s nothing new here, no room to relate

I don’t know what you’re trying to say

Try to stop it, try to feel something

But nothing happens, I stay the same

Is it alright to end up this way?

Life gets boring, it fades away