Every day the same thing/ Searching for something in a sea of nothing
I need anything/ To keep my mind straight
I've searched my soul to find/ what's wrong with me
I've been here before/ Repeating history
Free your mind and speak your soul/ everything you want/ earn it on your own
Depend on no one but you're self
Every day the same thing/I bring my mind to reality
To get a better grip before I slip
Hard times just getting worse/ Digging six feet in the dirt
Hard times
Because you picked up/what I don't need
And I stepped back/ While you fell flat from your feet to your knees.

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