[Verse 1]
I wanted to feel something
To be something
To see something
[Chorus 1]
I wanted to find
One thing that was mine
And leave this behind
But I, I can't find my way
To get far away
And bury these days
[Verse 2]
Fantasy
Once reality
Becomes such a parody
[Chorus 2]
If I could find
One thing that was mine
I'd leave this behind
But I, I can't find my way
To get far away
And bury these days
[Post-Chorus]
Bury these days
Bury these days
Bury these days
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 3]
If shining
Or if shaking
It's reality faking
[Chorus 2]
And if I could find
One thing that was mine
I'd leave this behind
But I, I can't find my way
To get far away
And bury these days
[Chorus 1]
And I wanted to find
One thing that was mine
I'd leave this behind
But I, I can't find my way
To get far away
And bury these days
[Outro]
Bury these days
Bury these days
Untitled was written by Carl Bell.
Untitled was produced by Steven Haigler.