[Hook 1]

Unfulfilled dreams, unfulfilled desire

But if you seem to find peace

Then come and find me again

[Hook 2]

See the future is pitch black

But these feet of mine have

Walked to hell and back

[Hook 1]

Unfulfilled dreams, unfulfilled desire

But if you seem to find peace

Then come and find me again

[Hook 3]

But there's a place on the mirror you replaced

I consider it broken

In the eyes on the head of your face

You look dead, I'm not joking

As your mind goes cold and

Misery unfolds unspoken

There's no fun to be had you are done

So what you provoking?