[00:00.000] 作词 : Huawey
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Huawey
[00:02.000] 编曲 : Huawey
[00:13.859]Woke up late again, scrolled through my phone
[00:17.376]Coffee went cold like my dinner alone
[00:20.719]Socks on the floor, can’t find the pair
[00:24.208]Guess it’s just me and the stale kitchen air
[00:27.648]Text from my mum: "You doing alright?
[00:31.223]I type back "Yeah"—well, half of that’s right
[00:34.448]Weatherman says it’s gonna pour
[00:37.783]But I ain’t moved from this couch before
[00:40.856]Oh, it’s the same old, same old days
[00:44.352]Same jeans, same haze, same lazy craze
[00:48.120]Nothing’s wrong but nothing’s new
[00:51.237]Just me and my shadow counting ceiling tiles in twos
[01:01.974]Met Dave at the pub, he talked ‘bout his job
[01:05.173]I nodded along like a rusty old knob
[01:08.728]Rain hit the window, we sighed in sync
[01:12.189]Even the bartender gave us that "you’re pathetic" blink
[01:15.734]Maybe tomorrow I’ll clean up my room
[01:18.828]Or learn guitar, or chase the moon
[01:22.338]But for now I’ll just hit replay
[01:25.378]On this song ’bout nothing, anyway
[01:39.680]Same old, same old
[02:10.521]Maybe tomorrow I’ll clean up my room
[02:16.953]Or learn guitar, or chase the moon
[02:23.688]But for now I’ll just hit replay
[02:27.016]On this song ’bout nothing, anyway
[02:36.225]Same old, same old

作词 : Huawey
作曲 : Huawey
编曲 : Huawey
Woke up late again, scrolled through my phone
Coffee went cold like my dinner alone
Socks on the floor, can’t find the pair
Guess it’s just me and the stale kitchen air
Text from my mum: "You doing alright?
I type back "Yeah"—well, half of that’s right
Weatherman says it’s gonna pour
But I ain’t moved from this couch before
Oh, it’s the same old, same old days
Same jeans, same haze, same lazy craze
Nothing’s wrong but nothing’s new
Just me and my shadow counting ceiling tiles in twos
Met Dave at the pub, he talked ‘bout his job
I nodded along like a rusty old knob
Rain hit the window, we sighed in sync
Even the bartender gave us that "you’re pathetic" blink
Maybe tomorrow I’ll clean up my room
Or learn guitar, or chase the moon
But for now I’ll just hit replay
On this song ’bout nothing, anyway
Same old, same old
Maybe tomorrow I’ll clean up my room
Or learn guitar, or chase the moon
But for now I’ll just hit replay
On this song ’bout nothing, anyway
Same old, same old