We`re living in repetition. Content in the same old shtick again. Now the routine`s turning to contention, like a production line going over and over and over, roller coaster.
Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice. I`m speechless and redundant. Cause I love you`s not enough. I´m lost for words. Choreographed and lack of passion. Prototypes of what we were. Went full circle til I´m nauseous. Taken for granted now. I waste it, faked it, ate it, now I hate it. `Cause I cannot speak, I lost my voice. I´m speechless an redundant, cause I love you`s not enough. I`m lost for words now I cannot speak.
