Paroles de Cycles

Always searching for something Looking at the place that I should be But I'm nothing Nobody, nobody So, I try to be smarter Letting go of pointless remedies I'm a robot A product of society Wake up, hide your face in make-up Try to be good enough Or at least pretend You're everyone's best friend Only find happiness in money Acting like somebody But inside, you feel dead Do it all again (again) I wanna be perfect Supermodel life, white-picket fence, house I wanna be worth it The girl that you dream about I wanna be normal Live, try, work, die It's so cyclical To be mortal Seems like such a constant struggle Wake up, hide your face in make-up Try to be good enough Or at least pretend You're everyone's best friend Only find happiness in money Acting like somebody But inside, you feel dead Do it all again (again) Tired of the same routine What's the point in being free? If I only wanna live to please Do I ever really live for me? Do I even know myself at all? If nothing's under my control Maybe it's a mortal toll We'd do anything just to feel whole And I'm tired of it