All the Same

My blinds divide the sun's light Throwing patterns on the wall I got a lukewarm coffee on a lonely day I cough and cringe at thoughts that hinge On rotten things like love, like loss They're all the same All The same All these games I want a place to be alone But I can't be there by myself It's everything or nothing else Static blazes from our screens We make them seem illustrious They make us crave the passing craze and lust And it's all the same All The same All these games I want a place to be alone But I can't be there by myself It's everything or nothing else