Exhaustion takes the wheel and separates situations into delusions

Rip apart the clouds and point fingers in my face

Shouting, “everything will stay the same until you change”

Dosed up and motivation-less today


Too tired to run, too sickly to stay

Cornered in a corner, it's a place called everyday


This autopilot life, sawed off after the first couple branches

Pity doesn't cut it, we can barley afford this

I cant afford your living wage

I can attempt to free this day and age


Too tired to run, too sickly to stay

Cornered in a corner, it's a place called everyday


Fuck that!

I'm digging out!

I got a shovel and a future that says 

I'm gonna be ok from now until it ends

I got a shovel and some paper that says 

I'm gonna be ok from now until it ends

I got a shovel and a future that says 

I'm gonna be ok from now until it ends

Until it ends!