I think I've been feeling down But I can't tell, I'm not around My body's here but I have disappeared. Now I'm just keeping at it Automatic, with bad habits Racing through the motions and the years. I'm so sorry to admit I'm an automated man Keeping to my automation I don't understand Where I went wrong in love. I trace the route throughout my day Everything remains the same Every day a repeat of the past The minutes they accelerate I race through every single day Not a single moment made to last. Trapped in my chest Is a heart I can't wrest it out. And locked in that heart Is a love that's been falling apart. I feel like I've been breaking down My clockwork parts are spinning round My routine is suddenly a chore. The edges of my day are frayed The minutes of my hours weigh Heavier, increasing ever more.