You wake up late on Sunday afternoon It’s sad to see you in this dark deep gloom Well it’s true You’ve got Nothing to leave for You take a look at all things you believed Supposed to guard you from being deceived You’ve achieved Everything You don’t want more
You are fulfilled I’m sure You are fulfilled I’m sure No more Turning around and around and around and around and around
Shortlist is filled but your days are not gone You feel frustrated and all alone On your own No goal Worth to leave for You didn’t schedule any stupid exception Expressing resentment for this deception I mention Values and lifestyles Now you have no