Exhaustion takes the wheel and separates situations into delusions Rip apart the clouds and point fingers in my face Shouting, everything will stay the same until you change Dosed up and motivationless today Too tired to run, too sickly to stay Cornered in a corner, its a place called everyday This autopilot life, sawed off after the first couple branches Pity doesnt cut it, we can barley afford this I cant afford your living wage I can attempt to free this day and age Too tired to run, too sickly to stay Cornered in a corner, its a place called everyday Fk that! Im digging out! I got a shovel and a future that says Im gonna be ok from now until it ends I got a shovel and some paper that says Im gonna be ok from now until it ends I got a shovel and a future that says Im gonna be ok from now until it ends Until it ends!
shovel, ok, cornered, sickly, afford