Shifted At The Seams Testo

Everything's the same lately.
We never seem to get it right.
Shift through it all, crap it's Monday.
Who cares, now it's Friday.
Nobody cares about it.
Why do we hate on ourselves and each other?
We've sunk to depression, no love for another.
Reality never mattered.
It should yet no one values it.
Chorus: What am I even saying?
Is this a softly sung rant
Of life's surrealistic thoughts?
I sound so cliche, I hate what has happened.
I just need to get away.
What does one do when life's oh so stale?
She just goes through the motions.
Style lacking enthusiatism,
No interest in what she once loved.
Respected aspects caving in,
But no one cares, why does she care?
~~~Chorus~~~
I've wasted enough time.
Admitting it all, admitting it all
Has lifted me from a slump, from a slump.
Must mend what I've done.
Wish I could mend what I've done.
Give me more time I don't need.
Can't relive this.
I need some room to breathe.
~~~chorus~~~
Let's get away.