Threatened by a world made of cheap pocket books and overused rock songs
A handicapped reality I can call my own
Living life through favorite quotes and chords and blue sky memories
Tragedies I take with me to sleep every single night

If nothing ever lasts forever, this feeling won’t last too long anyway
Can you ever find the words to say just how it feels to be one big mistake
Isn’t it great, isn’t it something
I’m stuck between the same words once again trying to find how to get away
From another day, another chance, another breakfast sorrow

Faded inspiration, blank page loneliness... a dull self-portrait
Haunted by the rhymeless chords of another song
Sugar-coated enemies, imaginary wars I fight all alone
Aiming at my sanity when the words sound all wrong

It seems you are my only hope to make it through myself, just one more life

It’s alright, I know it’s just a matter of time
Until I realize life’s just death in disguise
Out of my melodies the world does not feel right
Sing me the sweetest lulabies
‘Cause I just don’t care anymore

Better keep on playing it... start placing my high bets right now
One more sip of sorrow might scare away tomorrow and take away the sense of it all
Better keep on faking it... better to keep hanging around
Waiting for a starlight, safer on the inside, wrestling with the perfect words I still haven’t found

I am just an empty holiday trying to make sense once again
Just trying to be anything but another breakfast sorrow