Another day, another sunrise, another sunset
Another tale, another beginning, another end
Another night, another sleep, another dream
Another fight, another bruise, another cut
It’s always the same
And for every fear I liberated
And for every brawl I endured
And for every mistake I owned
And for every pill I swallowed
It’s all the same
It’s all in vain
And here I go again, doing what I do best.
But the spark is fading,
And the flame’s withering.