[Verse 1]
I've sealed myself in
Laminated all of my skin
Sellotaped my world in bits
I must embrace paralysis
[Chorus]
Only in you do we see ourselves
Only in you can imagine an end
So sick and so tired of being for real
Only the fiction still has the appeal
[Verse 2]
Builder of Routines
It makes me safe and clean
It crucifies parts of me
But never seems to make me bleed
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
How I hate middle age
In between acceptance and rage
Democracy has sure made a fool out of me
But I am the builder of routines
I've sealed myself in
Laminated all of my skin
Sellotaped my world in bits
I must embrace paralysis
[Chorus]
Only in you do we see ourselves
Only in you can imagine an end
So sick and so tired of being for real
Only the fiction still has the appeal
[Verse 2]
Builder of Routines
It makes me safe and clean
It crucifies parts of me
But never seems to make me bleed
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
How I hate middle age
In between acceptance and rage
Democracy has sure made a fool out of me
But I am the builder of routines
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