Morgondagen

The alarm clock feels like knives in my brain
I lie here for a long time under my blanket
Thinking, pondering, hell, I even fantasize
About a future, a future far from this hellhole
My breakfast is yet another beer, just to fall back asleep

My tomorrow is canceled, due to lack of interest
Another beer to escape, slowly fade away
Dissolve into the shadows, the hidden void in my head

There’s not a damn soul who can cure us
People like me who feel this way
Shitty every single minute
Can’t you see my whole damn life is a disaster?
Haven't you figured it out while I’ve been sitting here talking to you?

I’m calling in sick for the rest of my life, choosing total isolation
My tomorrow is canceled, due to lack of interest

People always end up the way they started out
No one ever changes
They think they do, but they don't
If you're the depressed type now, that's the way you'll always be
If you're the mindless happy type now, that's the way you'll be when you grow up
You might lose some weight
Your face might clear up
Get a body tan, breast enlargement
A sex change, makes no difference
Essentially, from in front, from behind
Whether you're 13 or 50, you'll always be the same