The alarm screams like a banshee's cry
I roll out of bed
Don't ask me why
The sun's too shy
The clock's a liar
Another day to feed the fire
The mirror laughs
My tie hangs loose
A puppet dancing
No excuse
I'm on a journey to nowhere
Clock in
Clock out
Who even cares
Round and round
The same old square
A journey to nowhere
Nowhere
The train's a coffin
Packed and grey
Faces blurred
No words to say
The morning smells like coffee and rust
Dreams decay
Turn into dust
The wheels spin fast
But I stay still
This empty grind
It breaks my will
I'm on a journey to nowhere
Clock in
Clock out
Who even cares
Round and round
The same old square
A journey to nowhere
Nowhere
journey to nowhere
© Copyright: Вячеслав Мозжухин, 2025
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