Soulless And Smiling Testo

I didn't ask to breathe so don't blame this on meWe're creatures of repitition slaves to routine
Every day in the same bed, same place, same fucking thing
Is it true that monotony strengthens the soul
Rotting the mind while digging a hole
Deeper and Deeper day after day
Eradicates ambition, Apathy paves the way
For a new sunrise or a repeat of yesterday?
Besides for your remote are you even in control?
Do i belong to these conditions or do these conditions belong to me
How much do they cost the hours that make up my day
There's a dollar sign on exisistence in this day and age
To support and survive we all must have a wage
We're constantly nonstop searching for reasons
Searching through winds like living breathing seasons
Clarity comes in flashes like images on a screen
I reinvent this tragedy to something in a dream