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Monotonous Video (MV)




Performed By: Tempered
Length: 2:14
Written by: Aaron McPhail




Tempered - Monotonous Lyrics




Trapped in endless loop
Anchored to my doom

I've crawled to the edge of this pit and I'm looking in
Just let me jump
Been waiting here months for the green light
And it still hasn't come
Transitioning into human fossil
Petrified in the brain
Static
Stagnant
I don't understand it
Why can't I just get a break?

Brain death
Related lack of desire
Primal propulsion
Won't let me retire

Everyday
Everyday
The nights grow shorter
And my sight gets weaker
Bloodshot eyes
The mark of the tweaker

Still hanging in there
No telling where Ill end up
But it's better than waiting around here
Than seeing everything in a shade of brown
Tired of "living it up", tired of painting the town
Pull the curtains, Cut to black
Baby, I'm not coming back

Brain death, related lack of desire
Primal propulsion
Won't let me retire

From the monotonous drone of living
I've given up on waiting
Cogs rusted stuck in the machine
From lack of feeling

Rob myself blind
Body and mind
Trapped in space, no passage forward
Self-destruct to no reward
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Trapped in endless loop
Anchored to my doom

I've crawled to the edge of this pit and I'm looking in
Just let me jump
Been waiting here months for the green light
And it still hasn't come
Transitioning into human fossil
Petrified in the brain
Static
Stagnant
I don't understand it
Why can't I just get a break?

Brain death
Related lack of desire
Primal propulsion
Won't let me retire

Everyday
Everyday
The nights grow shorter
And my sight gets weaker
Bloodshot eyes
The mark of the tweaker

Still hanging in there
No telling where Ill end up
But it's better than waiting around here
Than seeing everything in a shade of brown
Tired of "living it up", tired of painting the town
Pull the curtains, Cut to black
Baby, I'm not coming back

Brain death, related lack of desire
Primal propulsion
Won't let me retire

From the monotonous drone of living
I've given up on waiting
Cogs rusted stuck in the machine
From lack of feeling

Rob myself blind
Body and mind
Trapped in space, no passage forward
Self-destruct to no reward
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Writer: Aaron McPhail
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