I fell asleep a boy, and when I woke I was a manForced to mature by this cold world that surrounds usWhat once was so innocent before is now lostLet down by the elders that we use to trustWe were all meant for so much more than thisNo more turning back, no more giving inAlthough time has locked us in regretWe won't back down, this can't be over yet(repeat)I fell asleep a boy and when I woke I was a manForced to mature by this cold world that surrounds usWhat once was so innocent before is now lostLet down by the elders we use to trustWe'll water our pillows with candid memoriesPraying for things to be the way they used to beSomehow always blaming ourselves again and againHoping that we will finally see the endAll the broken promises and fallen dreamsCourtesy of our creatorsFalse hope busting out of their seamsThey're becoming such outstanding traitorsNo more turning back, no more giving inWe were all meant for so much more than this(repeat)A child so small, locking up everything insideScared and alone, the only thing to do is hideAccepting the decisions that were way over our headsHearing the yelling from our tear-covered bedsNow with a void that's only half-filledCradling the memories that haven't yet been killedAlthough time has us locked in regretWe won't back down, this can't be over yetWe have coped with the pain that is inevitableRecovered from the deep wound that made us so unstableWe'll live ready for tomorrow like it was yesterdayCaught up in the past when we need to focus on today(repeat)We'll flood our pillows with candid memoriesPraying for things to be the way they used to beSomehow always blaming ourselves again and againWe'll flood our pillows with candid memoriesPraying for things to be the way they use to beHoping that we'll finally see the endNo more turning back, no more giving inWe were all meant for something so much more than this
