We´re living in repetition.
Content in the same old shtick again.
Now the routine´s turning to contention,
Like a production line going over and over and over, roller
coaster.

Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I´m speechless and redundant.
´Cause I love you´s not enough.
I´m lost for words.

Choreographed and lack of passion.
Prototypes of what we were.
Went full circle ´til I´m nauseous.
Taken for granted now.
Now I waste it, faked it, ate it, now i hate it.

Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I´m speechless and redundant, ´cause I love you´s not enough.
I´m lost for words, now I cannot speak.