You told me you'd give your soul to the crowd   You run to the edge of the warzone   You're finding out that it's way too late   To be happy around your friends   You changed your head   And made your bed   Through time, circumstances and medicines   You lied a lot   Created a plot   To escort you safely away      Chorus: My impression now   My impression now   Stand on the edge of the ledge   Jump off cause nobody cares      You told me you found a way to escape   Through silence and not a suggestion   To apply it all to everyday life   But it can't find the connection   The magic lens   You contacted friends   Who just never seem to be with you   Flying up on a paper cup   They land to s-sailing away      Chorus   Chorus