So, you’re only the victim of boredom
I’m sick of these days of frustration
Your face doesn't make things better
I’m trying to get something out of this routine
It’s the same old sun again
Being tired is your identity
You’re only pushing yourself to the edge
I’m trying to get something out of this routine
One day you see the light
The next day it’s gone
It’s up to you, in the end.
Oct 4, 2021
Oct 4, 2021 at 9:32 AM UTC
So, you’re only the victim of boredom
I’m sick of these days of frustration
Your face doesn't make things better
I’m trying to get something out of this routine
It’s the same old sun again
Being tired is your identity
You’re only pushing yourself to the edge
I’m trying to get something out of this routine
One day you see the light
The next day it’s gone
It’s up to you, in the end.