15 March 2013
As the present fast unfolds I'm growing sane and growing old Everything just stays the same Excruciatingly mundane
Boring, drawn-out, rainy days A rainbow in the sunny haze But society is so insane And excruciatingly mundane
Recycling clichés once again Interest becomes so hard to feign I wonder how to cease the rain It's excruciatingly mundane
Feel the pavement underfoot Wonder where you and I are stood Keep your head down, play the game Excruciatingly mundane.
Mundane • Opuss № I