It is always as it was
Everything, trends to it
Screaming into
Complacency
Why ask why
It's a habit
Nasty habit
To get into
Get out of it
Think of the good times
And the money
When it comes in
Then I don't care
I'll get better soon
I'll get better soon
I know it's, not the end and
I hope that
There's more soon
Say goodbye
Goodbye
This is not the end of it