You told me you’d give your soul to the crowdYou run to the edge of the warzoneYou’re finding out that it’s way too lateTo be happy around your friendsYou changed your headAnd made your bedThrough time, circumstances and medicinesYou lied a lotCreated a plotTo escort you safely awayChorus: my impression nowMy impression nowStand on the edge of the ledgeJump off cause nobody caresYou told me you found a way to escapeThrough silence and not a suggestionTo apply it all to everyday lifeBut it can’t find the connectionThe magic lensYou contacted friendsWho just never seem to be with youFlying up on a paper cupThey land to s-sailing awayChorusChorus