Texty: Treble Charger. Detox. Ideal Waste Of Time.

I must've been blind, I missed all the signs
The hints and the clues you gave me then
You think it's a game, where no one's to blame

And you can decide to save me now
When everything's touch and go
And you push that buttons
That make me slow till I stop

The pain I can understand
But I can't know everything if everything is suffering
And I don't know what you had in mind
Is this your ideal waste of time?

I don't know what you're here to find
It's not much but it's still mine
It must be the end

You told all your friends
Your very own version of things then
Don't like to complain, you're not even sane
And that's being kind and flattering

Now that everything's on the run
And you walk all over me just for fun till you stop

The pain I can understand
But I can't know everything if everything is suffering
And I don't know what you had in mind
Is this your ideal waste of time?

I don't know what you're here to find
It's not much but it's still mine

Maybe I'll try to have my doubts
Maybe I'll live with my withouts
Whatever I lose I'll lose again
What's a little fire in all this flame?

And I don't know what you had in mind
Is this your ideal waste of time?
I don't know what you're here to find
Maybe it's not much

I don't know what you had in mind
Is this your ideal waste of time?
I don't know what you're here to find
It's not much but it's still mine

Don't know what you had in mind
Is this your ideal waste of time?
I don't know what you're here to find
I figured it out, it's a waste of time and it's not mine