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 spechless and redundant
‘Cause I love you’s not enough
I’m lost for words.

Choreopgraphed 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

Now I cannot speak
I lost my voice
I’m spechless and redundant
’cause I love you’s not enough
I’m lost for words.