Litter Confessions (of A Traveller Through Time)
It's all been done beforeThe love, the hate, the war
The outside's the reflection
Of the inside
Anything in the start
Always comes from one
Never one,
From another
Confessions,
Confessions,
Confessions of a
Traveller through time
In all the years he's known
That's never really grown
He started off
His creation
The only change that is
Is the change that is you
We cannot make
We never been born
Confessions,
Confessions,
Confessions of a
Traveller through time
Confessions,
Confessions,
Confessions of a
Traveller through time
