Oh well...

Does existence get pretty tiring Doing the same things week by week Does your mind continue to decay These soulless interactions aren't deep Oh no I've hit a low The way I cope through the back door My memory has put a lock on what I need Oh well I go alone My brain represses all that hurts And now I barely know what's going on It's the suffering we'll go through Everything we've loved and known too I'll be burned or under the dirt It's the struggle we think it's worth too Acts up for society we'll show too Wish I didn't need money to live Do routines you tend to get stuck in Make time fly before you speak Do you and your soul have a good relationship You need yourself more you gotta try Oh no I've hit a low The way I cope through the back door My memory has put a lock on what I need. Oh well I go alone My brain represses all that hurts And now I barely know what's going on Every single day I try To apologize to myself and I I must be the one Every endeavor is worth a try But sometimes my own life is strategized It doesn't feel worth it all It's the suffering we'll go through Everything we've loved and known too I'll be burned or under the dirt It's the struggle we think it's worth too Acts up for society we'll show too Wish I didn't need money to live