Comfort is a drug
It gets stronger
Day by day
We sit and decay
And stop fighting
Stowed away
So in this loop we stay
Barely
At ease
See something's not right
Say, "I'm happy
It's not me"
Well
How much is enough?
How much longer, what will it take?
You sit alone and count your stuff and
Every day is more of the same
How much is enough?
How far will it bend till it breaks?
I'm twenty pieces in a box and
Every me is more of the same
Comfort is a drug
It's provided
To maintain
A clean and simple state
Every promise
More of the same
How much is enough?
How much longer, what will it take?
You sit alone and count your stuff and
Every day is more of the same
How much is enough?
How far will it bend till it breaks?
I'm twenty pieces in a box and
Every me is more of the same