Monday morning, there's a ringing in my head.
Throw the alarm clock across the room.
But it won't stop - gotta get out of bed,
And face the day, like I always do.

9-5 Zombie

Into the shower, and out before I'm wet.
Half dressed as I fall down the stairs.
Last nights coffee, and shoes that used to fit.
Out of the door into polluted air.

9-5 Zombie

I left the car keys on the kitchen table,
And my house keys are still next to the bed.
I'm not gonna cry - though I'm feeling unstable.
Run for the bus as I scream in my head.