Day in the Life of a Fool Lyrics

I'm ready to be a memory
Looked back on as a blurred story
A name only seen on old photographs
And heard on whispers from the past

I want my final breath
To fade into the distance, past the warmth of the morning sun
You know, I think I've always been a ghost
Hiding inside the dead shell of a stranger

I want my voice forever lost to eternity
I'm ready to become a fucking memory