Day after day, recurring self-acting gestures
I can but feel this repetition and stand benumbed
I cannot run away

My existence in dissolution
How could I break this steady cycle to rise instead into light again


I have been waiting for the day when I could sort it out
But nothing ever changes
I'm wasting my own life

I am going from zero to nothing
I have been waiting for the day when I could sort it out
But nothing ever changes

I'm wasting my own life
And becoming what I have sworn to never be


When there is no way out
All just become insignificant
I can't breath

I can't sleep
Am I dead
No more faith

No more hopes
No more dreams


I have been waiting for the day when I could sort it out
But nothing ever changes
I'm wasting my own life

I am going from zero to nothing
I have been waiting for the day when I could sort I t out
But nothing ever changes

I'm wasting my own life
And becoming what I have sworn to never be