Every Day Is Exactly The Same

i believe i can see the future'cause i repeat the same routinei think i used to have a purposebut then againit might have been a dreami think i used to have a voicenow i never make a soundand i just do what i've been toldi really don't wantthem to come around, oh noevery day is exactly the sameevery day is exactly the samethere is no love here, and there is no painevery day is exactly the samei can feel their eyes are watchingin case i lose myself againsometimes i think i'm happy here (sometimes)sometimes, yet i still pretendi can't remember how this got startedbut i can tell youexactly how it will endevery day is exactly the sameevery day is exactly the samethere is no love here, and there is no painevery day is exactly the samei'm writing on a little piece of paperi'm hoping someday you might findwell i'll hide it behind somethingthey won't look behindi am still inside youa little bit comes bleeding throughi wish this could have been any other waybut i just don't knowi don't know what else i can doevery day is exactly the sameevery day is exactly the samethere is no love here, and there is no painevery day is exactly the sameevery day is exactly the sameevery day is exactly the samethere is no love here, and there is no painevery day is exactly the same