Deja Thru

Seen it in 94
Seen it in 98
See It in '08
So how much more?

Can be taken
Don't be mistaken
Ain't a matter of love
But respect and simplicity
And thoughtfulness missing
I need my chaos filter.

Stopped taking it in '94
Stopped taking it in '98
Don't think the trap works that much better in '08
Wake up to find an open door.

And me gone
Yes I know the cost.
Ain't a matter of loss
But a need for sanity
To live with some sense of stability
I need my chaos filter.

This is the past I won't repeat
Before it happens I'm Deja Thru
Lessons not learned leave us incomplete
Leave me moving on with out you.

It hurt me in '94
Tomorrow it'll hurt much more.
But more and more the need to live
a sane life overruns what I've left to give
and no other choice than walking out the door.

This is the moment that I dread
But tonight I'm Deja Thru
Our time need'nt tonight be dead
Just my patience with you.