Every single night, the same arrangment,
I go out and fight the fight
Still I always feel the strangest enstrangments
Nothing here is real, nothing here is right
I've been making shows of trading blows
Just hoping no one knows
That I've been going through the motions
Going through the parts
Nothing seems to penetrate my heart

I was always brave and kinda righteous
Now I find I'm wavering
Crawl out of your grave
You'll find this fight just doesn't mean a thing
She ain't got that swing
Thanks for noticing

She does pretty well with things from hell
But lately we can tell
That she's just going through the motions
Faking it somhow
She's not even half the girlshe....owww!

Will I stay this way forever?
Sleepwalk through my life's endeavor?

How can I repay you?
Whatever.

I don't want to be going through the motions
Losing all my drive
I can't even see
If this is really me
And I just want to be
Alive!