I feel asleep and heard screaming,
found a house and a wife and started breeding,
did what was right and got a job.

I stuck at it, and worked harder,
did my best to be a good father,
just in time to see my reputation go down.

And it's the strangest feeling,
when you stop believing,
and you stop repeating,
what you thought you needed.

I woke up and stopped dreaming,
held it up to the light on my ceiling,
tried to think of someone I could tell.

There's no panic, there's no meaning,
I'm exstatic, there's no feeling,
I'm not coming up, I'm going down.

And it's the strangest feeling,
when you stop believing,
and you stop repeating,
what you thought you needed.

And it's all so good,
and it's all so bad,
when you see the life that you never had.

Yeah,
yeah,
yeah.

And it's all so good,
and it's all so bad,
when you see the life that you never had.

Strangest feeling,
when you stop believing,
and you stop repeating,
what you thought you needed.

Yeah,
yeah,
yeah.