Tragic Distortion

Another day, another week

Another month, another year

Is slowly passing me by

The same old people, same old faces

Same old boring stories

It makes me wanna cry

From the morning when I wake up

Until the evening when I lie down

I feel the desperation inside of me

I never could expect that my reality

Would be this cruel

Chorus: Broken spirit shattered dreams

My hope is all that comforts me

I wake up every morning wishing I would be

Somewhere else

Resignation and frustration

My life is like a tragedy

I wake up every morning wishing I could be

Someone else

The same old town, the same old streets

The same old shops, the same old beats

I'm so sick of it all

All the setbacks, all the failures

All the disappointments

I can't take it anymore

From the morning when I wake up

Until the evening when I lie down

I follow the same patterns and the same routines

I don't know if I'm a man or if I'm a machine

Anymore