Stuck /ˈstʌk/

The same spot, here I am again.

Change? You're cruel but you're nothing against me.

The same song, State of the Art.

No, it's not.

Happiness dysfunction, a liar on disguise?

You put on quite show called life.

Who is she?

A monologue, conversation between me and inside me.

Are you there?

A bunch of nonsense, you're not making any sense.
It hurts, restless.

Mosquitos.

Memories.
Neuron.

I wanna go back, reverse forward.

Irony = Contrary

Time's up, chav.

Thanks, Gotye