Find myself singing the same songs Everyday Ones that make me feel good When things behind the smiles ain't ok Around and over and in-between the seas I need to be on top of a mountain Where i can see everything Cause this paranoia's getting old Now as i open my eyes to start Another day I'm in a pile of puke Empty bad of excuses My love for friends and family You know i need them And under a sun that's seen it all before My feet are so cold And i can't believe that i have to Bang my Head against this wall again But the blows they have just a Little more Space in-between them Gonna take a breath and try again