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Every Day Is Exactly The Same

i believe i can see the future
'cause i repeat the same routine
i think i used to have a purpose
but then again
it might have been a dream

i think i used to have a voice
now i never make a sound
and i just do what i've been told
i really don't want
them to come around, oh no

every day is exactly the same
every day is exactly the same
there is no love here, and there is no pain
every day is exactly the same

i can feel their eyes are watching
in case i lose myself again
sometimes i think i'm happy here (sometimes)
sometimes, yet i still pretend

i can't remember how this got started
but i can tell you
exactly how it will end

every day is exactly the same
every day is exactly the same
there is no love here, and there is no pain
every day is exactly the same

i'm writing on a little piece of paper
i'm hoping someday you might find
well i'll hide it behind something
they won't look behind

i am still inside you
a little bit comes bleeding through
i wish this could have been any other way
but i just don't know
i don't know what else i can do

every day is exactly the same
every day is exactly the same
there is no love here, and there is no pain
every day is exactly the same
every day is exactly the same
every day is exactly the same
there is no love here, and there is no pain
every day is exactly the same