losing my taste

losing my taste for the nightlife
Chorus
Zombies moving down the line, smiling at their happy meal
Belly full, yet hollow, blaming who's behind the wheel
sleepwalking on a treadmill, by now the view seems surreal
We'll end up empty handed, tell me was that part of the deal?

Verse 1: ii
Top of the morning to you
Look alive on the, way, to my 9 to 5
i, Took a drive, a long wait, for i arrive
i Apologise, i'm sideways when sleep deprived

My mind state, kinda feel like live bait, so
For my sake, i'mma take some time, just to find my marbles
But the ball is round, and the floor is crooked
Footsteps in the dust, i wonder if somebody took it

i wonder if my body will stand the test of time better than my brain wil?
i wonder if we're godly, and we have the chance to choose,
choice to make, chance to groove, why most of me remains still?

See what we most need to find, will be found where we least want to look.
Got the keys to the kingdom
But the ghosts of the house won't be round if you live by the book.

Chorus
Zombies moving down the line, smiling at their happy meal
Belly full, yet hollow, blaming who's behind the wheel
sleepwalking on a treadmill, by now the view seems surreal
We'll end up empty handed, tell me was that part of the deal?

Verse 2: Shamis
don't wanna kill your vibe, but you and i are in a fight or flight state that needs rebooting
It was a nice lil ride, but there's a line that can't be crossed without the ending is all of us losing
Can't you see the colours all around, are slowly fading and turning into a greyish, monster that we keep chasing
We keep on walking on this fine thin line, but now you know that we are the ones who created, the disaster that we be facing