Here I am once again, have I lied to myself or have I tried to pretend, 
Everything in front of me, is nothing how its used to be, 
So many [bad word] through my mind, 
Is this for real or am [bad word] blind? 
It goes on and on, so catch the moment, before it's gone, 

Can you see when you look at me, 
I've opened up my eyes to a new belief, 

Rollin' on sixties, 

concrete pillow, (beneath my head), 
Find your feet, (there's nothing left).