Tragic Distortion

Another day, another week
Another month, another year
Is slowly passing me by
The same old people, same old faces
Same old boring stories
It makes me wanna cry

From the morning when I wake up
Until the evening when I lie down
I feel the desperation inside of me
I never could expect that my reality
Would be this cruel

Chorus: Broken spirit shattered dreams
My hope is all that comforts me
I wake up every morning wishing I would be
Somewhere else
Resignation and frustration
My life is like a tragedy
I wake up every morning wishing I could be
Someone else

The same old town, the same old streets
The same old shops, the same old beats
I'm so sick of it all
All the setbacks, all the failures
All the disappointments
I can't take it anymore

From the morning when I wake up
Until the evening when I lie down
I follow the same patterns and the same routines
I don't know if I'm a man or if I'm a machine
Anymore