Affliction I missed the whole point A fiction Just how it should be Your proposition's dead, it's hanging on old thoughts my friend Old wishes out of sight Just how it should be Nothing stays in tune forever I no longer talk Slight changes making waves in my own drink I know I'll never find the words These rants are choking me again No, I never find the words The sole purpose's lacking, a shifting game I could lose this side of me I no longer care I'm moving on Won't try to catch up with you Affliction I miss the old ways Addiction Burnt Just how it should be We're on the loose with time to lose somehow I don't even care if you say it's all good Near overdose, under a clinical trial I don't even care if you say it's all good It's not good I know I'll never find the words These rants are choking me again No, I never find the words The sole purpose's lacking, a shifting game I could lose this side of me I no longer care I'm moving on Won't try to catch up with you