I've woken up on the wrong side of the bed
Everyday for the past few years
I try and tell myself things will get better
But there's no gold when your life's lost its meaning
Everyday I run out of things to say
Stuck finding reasons to hide my face
I swear to god I'd take my own life
If it would make things a little alright
I am so sick of the place I'm in
I am so tired and so hopeless
They say that every dog has its day
I'm still waiting for mine;
Something must change
They say that every dog has his day
I'm still waiting for mine, it hasn't came
I'm still waiting for mine, it hasn't came
Would you still look at me the same if I said that I
Have no will to push forward and would just gladly die
I am so sick of just scraping by
I am so sick of these bloodshot eyes
It seems I'm headed straight for failure
No matter how hard I try
If bedroom walls could talk
Mine would scream that I have lost my mind
I try to pacify the demons I have inside
I've lost what it takes to be me
I've lost myself and everything
It seems I'm headed straight for failure
No matter how hard I try