burnout syndrome

i wake up every day / feeling the same way
i gotta go to work / then hurry home
got to go to work / then hurry home

oh every day is just the same
oh every day is just the same
is just the same
oh misery a place in me

when we were seventeen / our life was like a film
when we were seventeen / the sky was always tangerine
we ran through streets at night under the starlight
we ran through streets at night / when we were winning

and wild was the world  / and wild we burned
we were kings of the streets / not yet beaten by defeats
but now it’s hard to see  / through a fog of memories
but i remember
when we were winning

i miss the times of tangerine skies (asta s-o fi tragand de la Eluard?). kinda tired. kinda sleepy. kinda chef-less.

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One thought on “burnout syndrome

  1. uf , si cum fug zilele, cu acelasi program imputit … m-apuca rasul cand ma gandesc ca de cativa ani nu respect decat traseul munca-acasa si evadarea controlata din weekend la care-i pun capac cu starea aceea de duminica-ziua-cea-mai-nasoala-a-saptamanii.Totusi, ma duc sa-mi fac o cafea :p

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