Souvenir Lyrics - Sick Of It All

I found a souvenir 

In things I collected 

The effect it had on me 

Turned out distressing. 

Instead of focusing on my past rejoicing 

It just reminded me of awkward emotions. 

Thoughts of my innocence 

Like alienation 

No self identity and massive confusion. 

I wanted desperately to think of the good times 

Guess I remember too much. 

Guess I would rather look at 

The path in front of me that's holding something new. 

Does it really do the trick when you're reunited 

Does it make you stop and think 

Things weren't meant to click. 

Does it really do the trick to be taken back 

Does it make you stop and think 

Of all the things you lacked. 

Time can give and take away at will 

Don't look back and don't stand still 

Cause time will bleed you dry. 

A little sympathy please for the petty bastards 

Who feel their glory days are behind them. 

So far behind them 

The person that they thought made such a difference 

Isn't even who they are now 

And they refuse to see how 

Everyday's another chance to mend a petty life. 

Does it really do the trick when you're reunited 

Does it make you stop and think 

Things weren't meant to click. 

Does it really do the trick to be taken back 

Does it make you stop and think 

Of all the things you lacked. 

Time can give and take away at will 

Don't look back, don't stand still 

Because time will bleed you dry. 

Bled dry 

Bled dry of motivation 

Bled dry of motivation 

Bled dry 

A desert of ambition, a desert of ambition. 

Bled dry 

Discarded by the wayside, discarded by the wayside, 

Bled dry and left for dead