Everyday Life

VERSE 1:
What is different from day to day,
Meaningless existence kills,
Less of a human, more of a corpse,
Living as your puppet; your thrills,
No strings attached;
Just mindless as time warps.

What is different from night to night,
Forgotten happiness lingers,
Less of a person, more of a clone,
Dying for a life to live;
Everyone points a finger,
No blame but your own.



Some days breathing feels like a total waste,
When even sweet things leave a bitter taste,
(In your mouth)
Filled with lies balanced on the tip of your tongue,
With the broken dreams onto which you clung,
(In your mind)
Retching away from the hurtful truth,
That falls in perfect rhythm with the lies of the youth,
(In your life)
You burn in your own painful shame,
With no one but yourself to blame,
(In your dreams)
You float on and on and on forever,
With no cares in your heart whatsoever,
But
(In you heart)
You know you must wake in the morning,
The dream crashes down on you with no warning.
(You cry! you cry!)
This is your everyday life now forever,
THIS IS YOUR PAIN FROM YOUR ASPHYXIATING ENDEAVOR!