Days are endless
Overwhelming
More than what I care
Days are weary
Overbearing
Time is my nightmare
Weeks are blurry
Endless worry
There's so much to do
Months come searing
So uncaring
We are out of tune
And the world comes turning round
And the world comes crashing down
And the world comes turning round
And the world comes crashing crashing crashing crashing crashing
Years rush forward
We run onward
Trying to keep up
Decades blurring
Gears are churning
We have reached our tap
And the world comes turning round
And the world comes crashing down
And the world comes turning round
And the world comes crashing crashing crashing crashing crashing
Days are endless
Overwhelming
More than what I care
Days are weary
Overbearing
Time is my nightmare
And the world comes turning round
And the world comes crashing down
And the world comes turning round
And the world comes crashing crashing crashing crashing crashing
And the world comes turning round
And the world comes crashing down
And the world comes turning round
And the world comes crashing down