Touched - Pulley

Here again, wish I was somewhere else

What’s worse than feeling all by yourself?

Judgmental, condescending

Thought that you were still pretending

Barely by on the time we have

Something for nothing

How many days until I’m rested

Something for something

Drink like there’s no tomorrow

Times they fly and then passion dies

Bad-mouth me for a change

Something more than just rearrange

I’ve always tried to remember when

Clothes you’d wear and your hair

A strong impression experienced

My senses they’ll function becoming aware

Smaller and smaller and somewhere in time

It all ended so suddenly

Take a look what you thought you’d be

Modeled perfection photocopy

Drink like there’s no tomorrow

Times they fly and then passion dies

Bad-mouth me for a change

Something more than just rearrange

Looking for the answer

Looking for the answer

Got my fear, got my notes, got my lazy mind

I can taste the sour climbing inside

Drink like there’s no tomorrow

Times they fly and then passion dies

Bad-mouth me for a change

Something more than just rearrange

Touched by reality

Touched by reality

Touched by reality