Lyrics: Scot Edgell
Music: This Tortured Soul
Everything's the same day after day, no interruptions. A never ending struggle until the end. I swear I've got to find something to do with my distractions, it's not these wasted moments I defend. No real conclusions...pure disillusion. Awakened in tow. I'm moving too slow. I got out of bed I took a piss and looked around, I feel I'm still a prisoner of these four walls. I've got to find a place inside this Hell where I belong, this indecision's getting old. No real conclusions...pure disillusion. Awakened in tow, I'm moving too slow. Awakened in tow, I'm losing...I'm stoned.