It’s All the Same

Honored treasures
I lay them at your feet
You're a pretty little thing
But you left me incomplete
If you're lookin' for your things
You'll find them; they're layin' in the street

Minutes passed like hours
I wanted just to hold you
Now I'm in this white room
Wakin' up from a coma
The curtains pulled back
But no one knows my name

Nothin' here is changing
In fact it's all the same

Just remember this
God is only good
Damn him if you can
But I do not think you should
There's someone taking notes
And it's all carved
Down in the wood

Nothin' here is changin'
In fact it's all the same

Come a little closer
Let me whisper in your ear
All the things I always wanted you to hear
All the things I should've, but never ever said

Nothin' here is changin'
Nothin' here is changin'
Nothin' here is changin'
In fact, it's all the same
It's all the same
It's all the same, it's all the same

Nothin' here is changin'
Nothin' here is changin'
In fact, it's all the same
It's all the same, what a shame
It's all the same
What a shame
It's all the same