Until someone knocks on the door, until I'm driven to the wall, I don't move on my own at all. Now no one even talk to me anymore. I'm not sure what I'm looking for.Oh no. This whole life is all my fault. Is there nothing left in me? I'll try to find a piece of it. It's easier than playing dead. I'm coming back, I will live my own life. I'm coming back, I will live my own life. Once I have everything I want until I don't need it anymore, I would know. I have lost myself. Living passively is the easiest It's just plain laziness. I swear I'll stop playing dead. Is there nothing left in me? I'll try to find a piece of it. It's easier than playing dead. I'm coming back, I will live my own life. I'm coming back, I will live my own life.