Dead Days (Over and Over)

Stuck in the grind and I don't feel alive, I could swear I was somebody else

And I wonder if this is the time of my life, never easy to lie to myself

I get caught in cycles of some self-help deprivation

And I keep reliving dead days over and over again

Can I leave what's past in the long and gone?

Lack of good sense with me all along

Still break down building myself up

Stumbling over things I've done

I don't wanna feel this way

I know nothing good can come of wasting

Time just spinning in my head

Same disasters over and over

Can I keep pushing on? Can't remember how long has it been since the world fell apart

Clear my mind as I drive past the Dade County line, I admit that I need a new start

I get caught in cycles of some self-help deprivation

And I keep reliving dead days over and over again

Can I leave what's past in the long and gone?

Lack of good sense with me all along

Still break down building myself up

Stumbling over things I've done

I don't wanna feel this way

I know nothing good can come of wasting

Time just spinning in my head

Same disasters over and over

Ever after, over and over again

I get caught in cycles of some self-help deprivation

And I keep reliving dead days over and over and over and over again

Can I leave what's past in the long and gone?

Lack of good sense with me all along

Still break down building myself up

Stumbling over things I've done

I don't wanna feel this way

I know nothing good can come of wasting

Time just spinning in my head

Same disasters over and over