Ground Control/Broken Record

<br>When awake we pray for sleep<br>Can`t stand to feel another day<br>Hours drain, inebriate<br>The clock spins sober<br>Time shows us we`ve<br>Had our turn, missed our chance<br>We`ll never learn<br>There`s something telling me<br>We didn`t do it right (again)<br>Time stands still, we<br>Can`t proceed even if we wanted to<br>With a chance to start again<br>Would we change even if we knew<br>That lifes a broken record<br>Haunting all of us<br>Reminding you of what<br>You did and what<br>You couldve done<br>What we should`ve been<br>And what we could`ve seen<br>Then why are we here<br>Reality, the truth of this is<br>Almost way too blunt<br>We only had one shot at this<br>And I guess we fucked it up