Sweden Hockey Dreams (One Morning Left)

Take a look at my tired eye While I'm alive, I'm still dying Take a look at my sick eye While I'm alive, I'm still dying All the good times have been forgotten behind my failures Where's my sight, I can't see through those whitened lies No memories, no innocence in the night I want to hide, far away as fast as I can I want to run, far away as fast as I can So far away So far away as fast as I can So far away as fast as I can Take a look at my tired eye While I'm alive, I'm still dying Take a look at my sick eye While I'm alive, I'm still dying I found myself from the well, I scream my own name, And no-one answer, man in men, balls on the walls