Routines

Changing seasons Still stuck in limbo It's harder than I thought Tryna find my way home I drum the same beat With every footfall And faking routines Driving with my eyes closed I got a pattern but the pattern needs a fix I been drummin' this line too long I like the system but the system is flawed And I can't see the right from the wrong We got the same crowds hittin' the same things We got the same rules and bend 'em the same ways I let this cold wind blow in my face too long But the routines live on You say the same shit How 'bout some silence You're gettin' so damn loud Words are gettin' violent We drink the same juice And chase the same guys We shed the same tears Toss 'n turning all night I got a pattern but the pattern needs a fix I been drummin' this line too long I like the system but the system is flawed And I can't see the right from the wrong We got the same crowds hittin' the same things We got the same rules and bend 'em the same ways I let this cold wind blow in my face too long But the routines live on We're all rock 'n roll baby We're trippin' out on the same things We're tuggin', pullin', grippin', hanging Onto the same dreams All nightlong We're all rock 'n roll baby We're trippin' out on the same things We're tuggin', pullin', grippin', hanging Onto the same dreams All nightlong We got the same crowds hittin' the same things We got the same rules and bend 'em the same ways I let this cold wind blow in my face too long But the routines live on We got the same crowds hittin' the same things We got the same rules and bend 'em the same ways I let this cold wind blow in my face too long But the routines live on