Everyone Is Only What They Are Testo

Somethings aren't meant to beMornings of numb, nerves that won't settle
But everyone's so calm now
Don't pass this, don't pass this down
What could wanting give me?
Rearrange what's real, I guess I'm the same
What was yesterday about?
I'm sitting here, I'm right here- right now
I'm surprised at what I knew
Torn at what I know, the people they always were
Now they're simple
Just like me, impossible and disentangled
I don't want those days back
Unriddle it all, taking back have I have
Move along
There's nothing left to see
There's nothing left for me