We’re living in repetition

Content in the same old shtick again

Now the routine’s turning to contention;

like a production line going over and over and over

roller coaster.

Now I cannot speak

I lost my voice

I’m spechless and redundant

‘Cause I love you’s not enough

I’m lost for words.

Choreopgraphed and lack of passion

Prototypes of what we were

Went full circle ‘til I’m nauseous

Taken for granted now I waste it

faked it

ate it

now I hate it

Now I cannot speak

I lost my voice

I’m spechless and redundant

‘cause I love you’s not enough

I’m lost for words.