Teksty: Bones Brigade. Other. Nothing Changes.

The horse is dead and nothing changes
but i'll keep on beating 100% self defeating
the daily routines just routinely repeating
and my identity's retreating
and nothing changes
no catharsis and nothing changes
I know what I've done and I know what it is that's wrong
I wish I could change but I'm not that strong
I can't stand myself and nothing changes
Each mundane day life is the exact same,
going through the motions while my spirits being drained,
am I stuck in groundhog day?
it seems unlikely that things will ever change
so here I sit and nothing changes
following the path in a game that I can;t win,
wishing I'd never been born
so this didn't have to beging because I can't fuckin' quit
and nothing cahnges so I stand tall and nothing changes