Break the Routine

Breaking Monotony: The Struggle for Authenticity
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Lyrics

This is, this is the hand you've been dealt,

This refers to the current situation or circumstances you are facing.

Fooling yourself for something else,

Deceiving yourself for something different or false.

Held back, force fed a reality, this is it, no this is it

Feeling restrained, forced to accept a harsh reality, and emphasizing its inevitability.

To much at stake to try for that

There is too much at risk to attempt something different.

Dream cloaked in a notion that this is all you can be,

Having aspirations hidden behind a limited belief that this is your only potential.

Set in your ways set as you're seen,

Being entrenched in habits and perceived in a fixed way by others.

Can't break the routine fists held high but so weak.

Despite appearing strong, unable to break free from the monotonous routine.


You'll never say a thing,

Silently enduring, never expressing your thoughts or feelings.

Just a number not a human being,

Reduced to a mere statistic, dehumanized.

Sick to death of life, lost our way,

Expressing frustration with life, feeling lost and questioning the value of it.

Profit, what profit?

Questioning the purpose and value of pursuing profit.

What when there's just money to waste,

When there is only money to squander.

Given up, given up caring to think,

Abandoning concern or interest, refusing to think about it.

Given up, given up caring to think.

Repeated emphasis on giving up on caring or thinking.


Waste, a waste of breathe,

Describing life as a waste, possibly due to futile efforts.

A faith born off lived regret,

A faith built on experiences of regret and disappointment.

Blinded by the lights.

Being blinded or misled by external influences.


Painted the town red,

Metaphorically painting the town red, living recklessly with no need to prove oneself.

Got no point to prove,

Having no specific objective to achieve.

Spinning loose, l never learnt l've never learnt at all

Admitting a lack of learning or growth.

Just ammunition, ammunition to bite back,

Having only words as a weapon to retaliate against challenges.

Bite back,

Repeating the idea of using words as a defense mechanism.

Again surrounded by patients,

Feeling surrounded by those who are patient or tolerant, possibly in a negative context.

l feel like one of them.

Identifying with a sense of being like those around you.


Gouge out the very source, cause l can't let nobody in,

Expressing a need to eliminate the source of vulnerability, preventing others from getting close.

Gouge out the very source, cause l can't let nobody in.

Repeating the desire to eliminate any potential for emotional intimacy.


Waste, a waste of breathe,

Reiterating the idea of life as a waste, emphasizing the breath as a symbol of existence.

A faith born off lived regret,

Recalling a faith built on past regrets, suggesting a cyclical pattern.

Blinded by the lights.

Reemphasizing being misled by external influences or distractions.


Bite back, bite back again.

Repeating the notion of using words as a defensive mechanism.

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