You haven't found yet what you're looking for,
What they offer you can't fill your days,
Tired of feeling that time passes by
And what will be of you,
On friday you come out to forget the other days,
On monday you feel that all was a lie,
You're scared of thinking that time passes by
And all remains the same.
All remains the same, all remains the same.
This city no more gives you an alternative,
Everything is dark to see a way out,
And you feel that living bores you
And that there's now way to get out.
While all remains the same, all remains the same.