Day after day, recurring self-acting gestures I can but feel this repetition and stand benumbed I cannot run away My existence in dissolution How could I break this steady cycle To rise instead into light again? I have been waiting for the day when I could sort it out But nothing ever changes I'm wasting my own life I am going from zero to nothing I have been waiting for the day when I could sort it out But nothing ever changes I'm wasting my own life And becoming what I have sworn to never be When there is no way out All just become insignificant I can't breath I can't sleep Am I dead? No more faith No more hopes No more dreams I have been waiting for the day when I could sort it out But nothing ever changes I'm wasting my own life I am going from zero to nothing I have been waiting for the day when I could sort it out But nothing ever changes I'm wasting my own life And becoming what I have sworn to never be