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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 From Letras Mania