We're living in repetition Content in the same old shtick again Now the routine's turning to contention; like a production line going over and over and over roller coaster.
Now I cannot speak I lost my voice I'm spechless and redundant 'Cause I love you's not enough I'm lost for words.
Choreopgraphed and lack of passion Prototypes of what we were Went full circle 'til I'm nauseous Taken for granted now I waste it faked it ate it now I hate it
Now I cannot speak I lost my voice I'm spechless and redundant 'cause I love you's not enough I'm lost for words.