From the recording Disasterpiece Theatre
Lyrics
wakes on a monday, staring at the wall
tired of... tired of it all
tidies up the bedroom for the seventh time
it's comfortable, it's ritual it's... fine
la la la la la la
this too shall fade
the road's familiar, she could drive it in her sleep, maybe she will
maybe she will
should be familiar to most anyone - believe until you break
then break for the thrill
and I feel it, I feel it
we're stuck in this life
I feel it, I feel it
we're twisting the knife
I feel it
wake every monday, staring at the wall
tired of... tired of it all
this too shall fade