Lyrics

I wake up in the morning
And my brain starts burning
‘Bout the stuff that needs to get done

I’m so damn tired
Need coffee to get wired
I got no strength
To carry-on

(Chorus)
So…
I run from my family
I run from my friends
I run from the world outside
I lock all the doors
And close the shades
And hide…
From this thing called life

The house gets cold and bleak
But that’s the goal I seek
Forget the stuff that needs to get done

The place is a mess
I look like I’m possessed
I got no strength
To carry-on

(Chorus)
So…
I run from my family
I run from my friends
I run from the world outside
I lock all the doors
And close the shades
And hide…
From this thing called life

My hope is tragic
And my apathy is sick
To do the stuff that needs to get done

I’m filled with guilt
For sitting so still
I got no strength
To carry-on

(Chorus)
So…
I run from my family
I run from my friends
I run from the world outside
I lock all the doors
And close the shades
And hide…
From this thing called life