| No I don’t give a shit I’m just sick and fucking fed up
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| Always falling on my face trying hard to keep my head up
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| Cause this life has got me running, repetitions got me pinned
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| I’ve gotta break this cycle. |
| Where the fuck do I begin?
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| Oh no… what has gotten into me
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| Oh yeah… could it be the monotony
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| Of life… and all of the anxiety?
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| Alright… I don’t ever want to be
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| Dead to the world but sometimes I feel so lost and alone
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| Its so hard to let go. |
| What can I say «Well I’m okay!»
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| I’m not so… Sometimes I Just don’t know
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| And I don’t want to grow old and burn out
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| And I don’t want to lose hope and find out
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| What can you do when your dreams turn to your doubts?
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| Sometimes I just don’t Know
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| … how to but I won’t pretend I’m not another brick in the wall
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| Another fish in the pot. |
| Another cog in the system
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| Repetition and routine. |
| I’ve gotta break this cycle, it’s killing all my dreams!
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| Keep your head up
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| Hey… Its never over
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| Hey… Its just beginning to set in, to begin
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| The clock tick tocks and the days fly by
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| It’s off to the pace and I don’t ask why
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| Why we’re born to conform… to consume… just to die?
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| Born to conform and we don’t ask why |