Afterlife

Can I start again?
Cause I can't remember if I'm foe or friend.
Not like it matters if you're just pretend,
Cause you're only here if you're under my skin.
And I'f give you everything if you would do the same,
But what if I offered first and you walked away?
My reflection in the mirror seems to change,
And what if it's getting worse, I don't recognise my face.
I always thought you were to blame
But I'm never satisfied,
And I can't help asking why.
Maybe I'll never find out,
I'm running out of time,
And everyone has to die.
Maybe I'll find my place in the afterlife.
Now I keep myself awake,
So I can chase every moment that I can't resuscitate,
And while I'm picking up pieces I can watch my soul escape,
Cause every breath that I'm taking makes the colours come from grey.
But I'm never satisfied,
And I can't help asking why.
Maybe I'll never find out,
I'm running out of time,
And everyone has to die.
Maybe I'll find my place in the afterlife.
It's like trying to chase something I'll never find,
And each step of the way I feel I'm terrified,
And the harder I try the more I'm paralysed,
Now I'm tired of waiting.
But I'm never satisfied,
And I can't help asking why.
Maybe I'll never find out,
I'm running out of time,
And everyone has to die.
Maybe I'll find my place in the afterlife.