This anxiety inside of me is tiring my mind

I can't cry or sleep or smile or eat or even try to find

Something physical or tangible to lay alone beside

I am singing to the void again, hum into the night

Everyday, hey, everyday

Everyday, hey, everyday

Everyday, hey, everyday

Everyday, hey, everyday

The way that i cope with things is unethical

And all my clever words have been said before

I'm just putting off the inevitable

I am feeling more likе a vegetable

Evеryday, hey, everyday

Everyday, hey, everyday

Everyday, hey, everyday

Everyday, hey, everyday