i continually ask myself why i want to get up everyday. i know something bad is going to happen during the twenty-four hour relay race. it's the same old competition for the last word. that one out of ten good person is what keeps my alarm on. when a sporadic fight has enlightened your day you know you're stuck in a let down cycle.
living the same day over again i feel trapped. the certain people i can and can't talk to because the past spoke to them. the same old stereo types sticking out like sour thumbs. i can't even touch depression because of my never ending interest in this world. my head keeps spinning ideas that gotta stop.

Lyrics submitted by cheerleader_corpses

Recurrence song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top