I feel like I've been here before. Just another view looking out the window. I don't recognize you anymore. You're just another pretty face at the window.

I found myself looking at the mirror. But my reflection don't reveal much clearer. I asked myself why I tried so hard. My passion that's when I'm flying too far. 7 seconds tick and by 6 I'm gone. Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick. Same %#@! different day, that's the trip I'm on. And it feels like


I feel like I've been here before. Just another view looking out the window. I don't recognize you anymore. You're just another pretty face at the window.


I'll be letting everything go, like a whisper in the wind. I'm leaving, tomorrow by then I'll be gone. I'm leaving, I don't know when I'm coming home.

I feel like I've been here before. Just another view looking out the window. I don't recognize you anymore. You're just another pretty face at the window