Changes کے بول

Different words upon the page, written faithfully like yesterday. I'm still thinking of a past. just how long does this expect to last? I was once a simple man. I had everything, you understand? All those things I chose inside, turned to blood and stone from all the lies. I will never be the same, I will never be the same, I will never be the same, I will have seen the changes once again... I will never be the same...