The days gone by,
The time you’ve spent...

The old clock chimes its hours
The old king exerts his powers...

Immunity
The nodding of his head...

I will not leave your mind,
I will not give you peace...

I feel so confused, so worried, so lost,
So upset, yet so happy, so calm, yet so tossed...

I walk into the room and he’ll cringe
As if my face were a sharp syringe...