1998

1998 I'm not the reason you're looking for redemption You cut some strings and everything will fade away You're tired of using physical connection There's nothing left for you to say, by the way We used to be friends We used to be inner circle I don't understand What have I become to you? Take my good word, turn it backwards Turn your back on me Is it absurd for me to hurt When everything else is fading? We used to be friends We used to be inner circle I don't understand What have I become to you? Take my good word, turn it backwards Turn your back on me Is it absurd for me to hurt When everything else is fading? We used to be friends We used to be inner circle I don't understand What have I become to you? Take my good word, (we used to be friends), turn it backwards (turn it backwards) Turn your back on me (we used to be inner circle) Is it absurd for me to hurt (is it absurd, for me to hurt) When everything else is fading? (what have I become to you?) We used to be friends We used to be inner circle I don't understand What have I become to you?