A nine-to-five is twenty-four seven Only have to work with what’s given Stuck between the attire and a daydream The boredom’s gonna make me scream (Pre Chorus) It’s been so quiet yet I can’t think It’s been so quiet yet I can’t think Where being random is being better The common spreads throughout the air Black and white feels more like black and blue Tied up to the plans as paper and glue (Pre Chorus) (Chorus) I’m on the brink of normality When the symptoms began to fade My life is losing track of me In any single possible way I’m on the brink of normality When change started kicking in (Bridge) I can’t handle repeating the cycle Needing something for my revival (Pre Chorus) (Chorus/Ending)