Break the Routine

This is, this is the hand you’ve been dealt, Fooling yourself for something else
Held back, force fed a reality, this is it, no this is it
Too much at stake to try for that
Dream cloaked in a notion that this is all you can be, Set in your ways set as
your seen
Can’t break the routine fists held high but so weak
You’ll never say a thing
Just a number not a human being, Sick to death of life, lost our way, Profit,
what profit?
What when there’s just money to waste, Given up, given up caring to think,
Given up, given up caring to think
Waste, a waste of breathe, A faith born off lived regret, Blinded by the lights
Painted the town red, Got no point to prove
Spinning loose, l never learnt l’ve never learnt at all
Just ammunition, ammunition to bite back, Bite back
Again surrounded by patients, l feel like one of them
Gouge out the very source, cause l can’t let nobody in, Gouge out the very
source, cause l can’t let nobody in
Waste, a waste of breathe, A faith born off lived regret, Blinded by the lights
Bite back, bite back again!