My peace of mind
Buried by yesterday’s shadow
My life may seem sublime
But my soul is hollow

Though it’s been a long time
The same blood flows through these veins
I’m still a slave to desire
And I’m shackled by shame

Will this ever change?
Can this ever change?
Will this ever change?
Can we ever change?

Creatures of habit running rampant
Leaving promises betrayed
Though we try to be elastic, we’re all plastic
What a sad charade

Fatal attraction
Holds contentment at bay
Drives me to regression
And leads my free will astray

Will this ever change?
Can this ever change?
Will this ever change?
Can we ever change?

Creatures of habit running rampant
Leaving promises betrayed
Though we try to be elastic, we’re all plastic
What a sad charade