Everyday I’m learning the sky Sometimes it’s grey Sometimes it’s sunshine Sometimes it’s darkness surrounded by stars I’m burning this darkness with tones of grass Everyday I’m counting clouds Don’t think I’ve run from mental house I’m counting clouds Cos I like them Like me they are flying away from this land Everyday is a day I want to understand It’s normal but it makes me mad Everyday is simply a gap I full feel this gap with another drug Everyday irritates When flyers are the only roommates Everyday or is it a day in a life Where sooner or later I’m going to die Everyday I wake up I go to streets I meet people, dogs, cars, Cats, insects, And all other alive things And no one cares What I’m doing everyday What shit is on my mind And what is fucking my brain Well I tell you a bit What I’m doing So everyday I do sleep I do eat I do shit I do badly I do it well I do it Like I was born in hell Everyday I do things I believe in And you know What I don’t do everyday I do not kill! And one more thing about everyday Everyday I’ve got less control But more things To make me alone Everyday is an internal song With internal words and endless thoughts But everyday I’m waiting for tonight where I’m going to forget the shit of daylight