Same old faces, dying dreams
I need to get away from everything
Hold on, but not by much
Because i’m drowning in my yesterdays

If i could find a way
To make it through this day today
If i could find a way
Then maybe we can save some face

Feeling heavy, and out of touch
Still beaded down and out of luck
Still holding on, but not by much
Still drowning in my yesterdays

If i could find a way
To make it through this day today
If i could find a way
Then maybe we can save some

Typical, so typical

If i could find a way
To make it through this day today
If i could find a way
Then maybe we can save some

Typical, so typical