And everyday begins the same. Get up, go out, come back gain. Same old, same old. . A thousand faces pass you by. You never look into their eyes. You feel so ordinary, they feel so ordinary.
And every day begins the same. Get up, go out, come back again. Same old, same old. . A thousand faces pass you by. You never look into their eyes. You feel so ordinary.
And every day begins the same. Get up, go out, come back again. Same old, same old. . A thousand faces pass you by. You never look into their eyes. You feel so ordinary.
Promises, promises. I'm all through with promises, promises now. I don't know how I got the nerve to walk out. If I shout, remember I feel free. Now I can look at myself and be proud.
Well, I look through a window and I see. Some people lying on strange contraptions. Moving their bodies up and down. A futile struggle to gain perfection.