Waste Of My Time

Sometimes my imagination
Shows a different taste
Than I'm used to
Sometimes my expectations
Flavours the meal
Conceals the tongue
Sometimes I like the ignorance
I put in the bottle and leave it at home
So no one will notice the places they'll go

When times are changing
The fever is gone
When time is ageing
The deal is done
When you try to change me
I think I'll run
And if you chase me
I already won

Because sometimes my imagination
Shows a different taste
Than I'm used to
And if you compare it against your own
You'll notice it too
Sometimes my expectations
Flavours the meal
Conceals the tongue
But if the taste is sweet
The water will run
Sometimes I like the ignorance
I put in the bottle and leave it at home
So no one will notice the places they'll go
If I leave them alone
They'll never show

Only
I
If I leave them alone
They'll never show
Only
I
Such a waste of my time

Sometimes my imagination
Shows a different taste
Than I'm used to
And if you compare it against your own
You'll notice it too
Sometimes my expectations
Flavours the meal
Conceals the tongue
But if the taste is sweet
The water will run
Sometimes I like the ignorance
I put in the bottle and leave it at home
So no one will notice the places they'll go

I run
I run
I run
You've won