[Verse 1] Alarm goes off I swear I just closed my eyes a second ago and now it’s morning anyway Scrolling in the dark Blue light burning little holes in all the dreams I never say Same black hoodie on the chair Still carrying the smell of yesterday’s rain and cafeteria fries Bus windows sweating Kids already laughing too loud And my head just hums and quietly divides [Pre-Chorus] I trace cracks in the sidewalk on the walk from the curb to the heavy glass door Every locker slam and echo feels like I’ve lived this exact minute a thousand times before [Chorus] Bell rings Same hallway Same chipped paint peeling in the corner by the stairs Same quiz Same questions Same blank space staring back at me like it actually cares We line up Sit down Write our names at the top Watch the clock crawl across the wall Another day Same cycle Stand up Sit down Speak when spoken to That’s all [Verse 2] Teacher reads the slides Monotone voice riding over the hum of vents and stale perfume I count ceiling tiles Make constellations from the stains Anything to leave this fluorescent room Friends pass notes about the weekend Fake excitement like we’re not all kind of drowning in the dye Somebody asks “What do you wanna be?” and my mouth says “fine” while my stomach knots and ties [Pre-Chorus] Grades come in as little red numbers Climbing or falling like they decide who I am Parents at the table asking why I’m tired And I shrug Because what could I really even say to them [Chorus] Bell rings Same hallway Same cracked floor chewing up the soles of every shoe Same jokes Same rumors Same tired arguments about who did what and who said who We line up Sit down Fill in bubbles and blanks like we’re ghosts learning how to crawl Another day Same cycle Stand up Sit down Speak when spoken to That’s all [Bridge] Homework piled like dirty dishes in the sink I never have the strength to clear I watch the sun slide off the rooftop and think “Tomorrow I’ll be different ” every year But the backpack waits by the door like a loyal dog that drags me back on its worn-out leash And I wonder if this is just training for a life where I still ask permission just to breathe (just to breathe) [Chorus] Bell rings Same hallway Same faces aging one late bell at a time Same plans to run away someday Scribbled in the margins of a notebook line by line We line up Sit down Trade our hours for a letter For a number For a shiny Fragile role to play Another day Same cycle Stand up Sit down Hope that something finally changes when they say “dismissed” today
