The Bland Within

This is what I am I can't make it stop No matter how much I want to change. This is who I am And I've made my peace. Now the boredom can set in I can't make it go away. Progress made towards self discovery Might not be progress at all. Making light of the banality Might be the only recourse. Look out See life close around you The routine becomes what you are. Look out See all the mistakes That you'll make a hundred times more. Look out see life close around you The routine becomes what you are Look out see all the mistakes You'll be making a hundred times A thousand times A million times more This is what I am I can't make it stop No matter how much I want to change. This is who I am And I've made my peace Now the boredom can set in I can't make it go away. The same old words The same old voice The same old options without much choice. Now you know yourself Now you see just how fucked up You're predisposed to be. --- The Bland Within - Sick of It All