Another day stuck in this simulation
Expecting different results without motivation
The train left the station
Ya saca la greybol
Dehydration
Neuronal deterioration
Comatose
Becoming dust
Another failed attempt
Did I speak to myself
Did I speak to myself
Losing my grasp
Preventing the soil from eroding away
No sense of time or space
Left with no hope in this place
My eyes are turning white
These days are clearly not so bright
How much longer will I remain starving
Trapped inside this coffin
Left with no hope
Only trying to scrape the walls
How much longer will I live in doubt
These brick weed seeds from the douchebag across the street
Just do not seem to sprout
Pharmaceutical companies get a little upset
They would rather see us popping pills
They want us dead
And I must confess
This medication's unlike any of the rest
Like sewn needles inside my chest
This noose grips tight around my neck
I can't fight, these lips are dry
All these days keep passing by
My seizures start to multiply
These days are clearly not so bright
Will those crystals ever shine
Nothing else can fill the void
The jar is empty and so is my soul
My wallet is in pain and once again my pockets have been drained
As my sockets got more hollow with each passing day
With each passing day
Another day stuck in this simulation
Expecting different results without motivation
The train left the station
Ya saca la greybol
Dehydration
Neuronal deterioration
Comatose
Becoming dust
Another failed attempt
Did I speak to myself
Did I speak to myself
Losing my grasp
Preventing the soil from eroding away
No sense of time or space
Left with no hope in this place
My eyes are turning white
These days are clearly not so bright