Everyday - Gil Scott-Heron

Every day I seem to be running from the truth

I ask myself questions but it just ain’t no use

'Cause it seems no matter, no matter, what I try to do

I’m still loving and living, lying and losing

Every day (Yeah, every day)

I’ve got a job

And to say the least

It don’t mean a thing (it don’t mean a thing)

It don’t begin to compare

With the hurt and pair that I’ve seen (I've seen)

Sometimes I know I can’t tell wrong from right

I don’t seem to know day from night

It’s no wonder that the whole world uptight

They’re just loving and living, lying and losing

Every day (Yeah, every day)

Stop on the way home

From work to have a drink

Just to give myself a little time to think

'Cause it seems that more and more I start to realize

That the truth that I wanted

The love that I needed

Has somehow disappeared before my eyes

I can’t seem to find the words I need to say (to say)

I can’t find strength enough to play the games you need, you need to play (to

play)

'Cause every day you got me, got me running from the truth

And no matter, no matter what I try to do

It seems that somehow it just ain’t no use

I’m still loving and living, lying and losing

Can’t seem to remember

God it’s so confusing

I’m still loving and living, lying and losing

Every day (Yeah, every day)