Some days I wake, the clock says: Get up Some nights eyes open and red from makeup I'm sick, I live the same week over Tick-tick, could things be any slower? Some days erased, I can't remember What was I doing last September? Too bad, I can't go back there Not sad, why do I even care? Why do I even care? About who I was Last September I have no problems, it's really going great So why do I fear, why do I hesitatе? Too many questions, I should be satisfied Don't cravе attention until it subsides Bells ring again, I've got to keep up pace Time doesn't halt, it's a never ending chase The future, well I don't want it anymore And I want to feel like I did before Who was I last September? Oh, no Last September (Ha-a-a-a, ha-a-a-a) (Ha-a-a-a, ha-a-a-a) (Who was I?)