Here it Came

Narcissistic pain
As we strip this grime away
We live another day
If just to get there late
And watch this show again
Reruns on 'till ten
We promise we'll quit before then
But dirt remains again
Reruns on 'till ten
Punish ourselves with pain
We're really all insane
This cycle makes us lame
The promise is a crutch
We'll make it in a rush
We'll brake it like all others
Hid all away from mother
But dirty we'll remain
Every time is just the same