Exhaustion takes the wheel and separates situations into delusions   Rip apart the clouds and point fingers in my face   Shouting, “everything will stay the same until you change”   Dosed up and motivation-less today      Too tired to run, too sickly to stay   Cornered in a corner, it's a place called everyday      This autopilot life, sawed off after the first couple branches   Pity doesn't cut it, we can barley afford this   I cant afford your living wage   I can attempt to free this day and age      Too tired to run, too sickly to stay   Cornered in a corner, it's a place called everyday      Fuck that!   I'm digging out!   I got a shovel and a future that says    I'm gonna be ok from now until it ends   I got a shovel and some paper that says    I'm gonna be ok from now until it ends   I got a shovel and a future that says    I'm gonna be ok from now until it ends   Until it ends!