I believe I can see the future 'Cause I repeat the same routine I think I used to have a purpose Then again, that might have been a dream I think I used to have a voice Now I never make a sound And I just do what I'm betold I really don't want them to come around, oh no Every day is exactly the same Every day is exactly the same There is no love here and there is no pain Every day is exactly the same I can feel their eyes are watching In case I lose myself again Sometimes I think I'm happy here Sometimes, yet I still pretend I can't remember how this got started But I can tell you exactly how it will end Every day is exactly the same Every day is exactly the same There is no love here and there is no pain Every day is exactly the same I'm writing on a little piece of paper I'm hoping someday I might find Well I'll hide it behind something They wont look behind I am still inside A little bit comes bleeding through I wish this could've been any other way But I just don't know, I don't know What else I can do Every day is exactly the same Every day is exactly the same There is no love here and there is no pain Every day is exactly the same Every day is exactly the same Every day is exactly the same There is no love here and there is no pain Every day is exactly the same
I believe I can see the future 'Cause I repeat the same routine I think I used to have a purpose Then again, that might have been a dream I think I used to have a voice Now I never make a sound And I just do what I'm betold I really don't want them to come around, oh no Every day is exactly the same Every day is exactly the same There is no love here and there is no pain Every day is exactly the same I can feel their eyes are watching In case I lose myself again Sometimes I think I'm happy here Sometimes, yet I still pretend I can't remember how this got started But I can tell you exactly how it will end Every day is exactly the same Every day is exactly the same There is no love here and there is no pain Every day is exactly the same I'm writing on a little piece of paper I'm hoping someday I might find Well I'll hide it behind something They wont look behind I am still inside A little bit comes bleeding through I wish this could've been any other way But I just don't know, I don't know What else I can do Every day is exactly the same Every day is exactly the same There is no love here and there is no pain Every day is exactly the same Every day is exactly the same Every day is exactly the same There is no love here and there is no pain Every day is exactly the same
