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Tuesday, July 15, 2008
9:59 PM

Every Day Is Exactly The Same

I feel like Wesley Gibson in Wanted.

Life is getting monotonous. An average of 10 hours spent in school. Normal classes, extra lessons, the works... there isnt even soccer as in the past to help ease the dreariness.

Im starting to get into the studying mood. My main priority now seems to be the A levels. But at what cost?

But alas, the reality is that good academic results serve to justify any price paid.

I guess im lucky i dont have any special abilities, lest i become a super-assassin.



I believe I can see the future
Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again, that might have been a dream

I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what I’ve been told
I really don’t want them to come around, oh no

Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same

I can feel their eyes are watching
In case I lose myself again
Sometimes I think I’m happy here
(Sometimes)
Sometimes, yet I still pretend

I can’t remember how this got started
Oh, but I can tell you exactly how it will end

Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same

I’ll write it on a little piece of paper
I’m hoping, someday, you might find
Well I’ll hide it behind something
They won’t look behind

I am still inside her
A little bit comes bleeding through
I wish this could’ve been any other way
But I just don’t know, I don’t know what else I can do

Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same

Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same
(Every day is the same!)
___ .Do you remember our last meeting? ___