Look what you've done, you blew the minds of everyone That's the clichè, another one sure to take it's place Bad monkey want to be strangest in the zoo Sick song and dance then bid adieu And we still miss you This life is strange. It fades away The monkey's gone to heaven The monkey doesn't matter This life is strange. It fails to entertain A vain attempt. The dull escape His life on his walls, paintings, photos, novels once loved We congregate here to disassemble all that he was And there he sits stoic in the same manner he began Cycle, baby to vulnerable old man We must be vultures This life is strange. It steals away Attained to wealth and wisdom Misread in fatalism This life is strange. A measured mess Of miles ran and junk possessed