Lyric Sore spots

I stop, my memory is nothing but a gallery of sore spots
Can t you see I carry on but I don t wanna hold on to the retrospective life
I don t wanna overestimate this time, time, time, time

It s stuck, that s for sure
Can t do this, follow that, life is so imperfect, almost human, just like me
We live our lives, this is why we hold on to reanimated lives
I don t wanna overestimate this time, time, time