Same old situation
Every morning
Wake like I didn't sleep
And chase the day
As a fish would try to climb a tree
Same old situation
Every morning
Crowd of people on the street
Wasting time
Running without even asking why
By the time I get home it's too late
Feeling like I lost another day
Little joint will send my mind away
Think about this everyday and find
Cannot hide or run in any way
Better sleep because I'm always late