I wake up to find it's another four aspirin morning, and I dive in.
I put on the same clothes I wore yesterday.
When did society decide that we had to change,
and wash a t-shirt after every individual use: If it's not dirty, I'm gonna wear it.
I take the stairs to the car, and there's fog on the windows.
I need caffeine in my blood stream, I take caffeine in the blood stream.
I grip the wheel and all at once I realize:
My life has become a boring pop song, and everyone's singing along.
