Same Clothes

Same clothes every day
Well I guess I look okay
But I haven't washed my hair
It's getting harder to care

It's the second month of May
And I couldn't tell you the day
They all bleed into one another
Into one another

Walking streets are paved with trash
Go outside but it's raining ash
Feeling broken in
The beat-down sense of the word

Can't love someone else
While you still hate yourself
I tried to beat it
But I keep getting eaten alive
Alive Alive

Walk all night, still can't find my path
Paralyzed over simple tasks
Feeling broken-in
The beat down sense of the word
Feeling broken-in
The beat down sense of the word

Same clothes every day
Same clothes every day



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