Souvenir of My Trip

歌詞

Everyone tells me it's nice to have me back I can't tell that I'm sure where I'm at Everything seems the same Yet, I can tell that everything has changed What's left of me What's left of me What's left is the souvenir Of my trip I came back to this world with slightly seared lobes And a crispy sensation that just won't let me go I stood and watched the fabric of time get ripped So I stepped on through and felt the slightest slip What's left of me What's left of me What's left is the souvenir Of my trip What's left of me What's left of me What's left is the souvenir Of my trip