My youth is a funeral
Attention’s a coffin
Guess who is the murderer

Don’t bring any flowers
Don’t sing any songs
Keep silence for hours

It doesn’t feel right
Everyone’s watching
Everyone’s watching

Pretty insecure
Get out of my courtyard
Out of my courtyard

The past is unreachable
You will never get there again
The past is unreachable
And time will never make it the same

That beehive in my head
Feeling exhausted
I’m so exhausted

Don’t let me know the truth
The truth is a lier
A horrible lier

The past is unreachable
You will never get there again
The past is unreachable

Never make it the same