End
In his hands and in his heart
What no one cares about
Last time he was ever seen in town
No time for all pending thoughts
No love to remain
Stepping out his old self once again
We’re coming back home tonight
We’re leaving old names behind
Take me away, this is
The last trip of your life
Made up personality
Virtual real life
Once again till seven forty five
Boxes full of memories
All from better times
Last time he was ever told to lie
We’re coming back home tonight
We’re leaving all plans behind
Nobody is there to see
The last day of your life