I could think of a million better ways to spend my time Instead I’m sleepwalking through days while life’s just passing me by And I’ve been trying hard to count my lucky stars in the blackest skies Truth is, I don’t think I’ve ever felt less alive Now I don’t mean to play the victim But I’m so stuck in repetition and I can’t escape
Over and over, the days run together Time flies by but my life’s going nowhere And I’ll drown if I don’t make it out of this dead end town Cause I swear this routine is gonna be the death of me
With the weight of the world crashing down on my head It’s no surprise that I can barely drag myself out of bed When every day is the same Feels like I’m wasting away This monotony is killing me My life is like a broken record still stuck on repeat
Can’t break this cycle of apathy Is this what’s left of me? Stuck in this hell I’ve built myself Is it too late for me to make it out?