As the misty morning clears on another day    All alone I wait for the final call    Bought the big ticket, got to ride that train all alone    All hope for freedom is lost and my back's against the wall       Flesh and blood is all that remain to get me through it all    Dignity stripped away, the human cloak is frail    Tagged with a number, the human baggage of the world       Living on memories    I can't break free    I can't escape those wasted days    Living on memories    I can't escape the wasted days       I stare into the mirror but the face I’m seeing is not my own    My life flashes by me now, the years they pass like days    I don't belong in this hardened world    Hey, take a look at me, I’m not the same    Looking back into the mirror, I hear it whisper my name       Living on memories    I can't break free    I can't escape the wasted days    Living on memories    I can't escape those wasted days       No more pain from the world inside    Still can't escape those wasted days       Living on memories    I can't break free    I can't escape the wasted days    Living on memories    My back's against the wall       (Living on memories)    Can't escape those wasted days    (Living on memories)    As the sun rises slowly on another day    They've come to take me away