Interpret:

Sick Of It All

Album:

Life On The Ropes

Back down once again, back down into the trench 
Is that it to this life 
Thoughts of another day, the thought of better days 
Is what will keep us alive 


Another day, another damn week 
Just passing the time 
Ignoring all the dullness at it's peak 
As I watch the paint dry 


How can we justify and say that we're alive 
When we can barely survive 
How long 'till we see that our humanity 
Is slowly rotting away 


Waiting, waiting, waiting, burning my time 
As it sucks dry my life 
Waiting for the break that never fucking comes 
The fruitless hope, still alive