Testo My Enemy

Every day, feeling so ordinary
Every day, I get on with it
Stuck in a loop, feeling so ordinary
Every day I get out of it
I'm my enemy, I'm not going to be
All this stuff's so ordinary
Time just passed you by
And my memory, it keeps telling me all this stuff's just ordinary I wake in the morning, I hope that something's going to change
And late in the evening, I'm reassured it's all the same
I'm my enemy, I'm not going to be
All this stuff's just ordinary
Time just passed you by
And my memory, it keeps telling me all this stuff's just ordinary
My enemy