Just another day Floating alone Fighting the wind, and Fighting my sorrows Just another night Sleeping alone With dead body next to me Just another morning Waking with tread 'Cause someday soon, I'll be dead Just another lunch Eating by myself With delusions I'll be soon dead I'll be soon dead Just another afternoon Sitting on my lonesome In different to the breaths of my face Just another dinner Microwave for one Counting down the time Until I get something done Just another weak day At my work place Counting down the hours Till' I can leave Just another weekend Watching the box Hoping time Would just hold up and stop Just hold up and stop