Like I'm seventeen and the world turns hostile around me  I keep my distance but somehow I slip into their arms  And the well kept secret  Handing out compliments and stupid opinions  I loose myself    Figuring out how long I have pretended that I live here  Inside the private lives and ugly suicides  I would never bother among commercial signs and common sense  Maybe deeper I can't relate to the facts and I'm unable to act surprised  It's too familiar    Safe and sound inside of trouble deep feeling clever  There's not a thing that could wake me  You see like anyone of you people  Will be back here again to wake me when it's over