Im not what i was before, im not the man you used to love,
i can tell by this hunger, this need...
these eyes that reveal my inside...
this persuit of happiness...

this hunger for success like somekind of sickness

call off the search for me..im not lost...and you cant turn back the clocks...

questions of silence come back and haunt me like a killer with a knife in the middle of the night...

now im archieving my goals like the army man I always wannted to be...i have my own rutine now, learning ways to not feel...

Im whats left, the rest you figure it out...

this are my hungry eyes...