Same old faces, dying dreams I need to get away from everything Hold on, but not by much Because I’m drowning in my yesterdays If I could find a way To make it through this day today If I could find a way Then maybe we can save some face Feeling heavy, and out of touch Still beaded down and out of luck Still holding on, but not by much Still drowning in my yesterdays If I could find a way To make it through this day today If I could find a way Then maybe we can save some Typical, So Typical If I could find a way To make it through this day today If I could find a way Then maybe we can save some Typical, So typical