Lyric

In my life at the fork

How many times have I taken the right path?

How can it be measured?

We don’t know

He said, “Life is a series of choices.”

So, I’ve thought of every possibility

But i’m so exhausted and now

I feel like I’m stuck here

Lack in originality

But my life is still lovely

The absence of empathy in me

My face needs more smile to hide it

I feel like I’m floating

The waves are getting wilder

I’m not the kind of person who can think

‘Oh well, I’ll just go with this.’

Im looking for a time machine

I wish I could say sorry

But it seems there’s no meaning

My life has already begun

Im looking for a time machine

I wish I could say sorry

But it seems there’s no meaning

My life is already mine

Is everything I need to be happy

Money, lover, house, or authority?

There’s a lot of things

But seem momentary

I don’t even know what I live for now

My father what have you got from your 60 years

Im looking for a time machine

I wish I could say sorry

But it seems there’s no meaning

Cause My life has already begun

Im looking for a time machine

I wish I could say sorry

But it seems there’s no meaning

Cause My life is already mine