Monotonous
Forced to endure enjoying the days
The atmosphere always feels in a haze
Weaving dreams without any grace
A dim light's glow touches my face
Days pass by in the shadows
The future is void of any tomorrows
When my steps halt in their flows
Instincts linger in lingering...
The atmosphere always feels in a haze
Weaving dreams without any grace
A dim light's glow touches my face
Days pass by in the shadows
The future is void of any tomorrows
When my steps halt in their flows
Instincts linger in lingering...