One, two, three, four
Whoo, well
Stressed myself awake, it's too bad I'm dead in the moment
Static in my brain, I'm lacking the patience to focus
All of my effort goes into putting in effort and I think
It's too much pressure, it's too much pressure
Waiting for better days, better days, 'cause I don't feel like myself
Wishing the chemicals in my brain would take me anywhere else
Can't find the right thing to say without me asking for help
Waiting for better days, better days, better days, better days
Achoo
Hahahaha
Wasting my time, think I'll wake up and be fine
Digging through all this dirt lookin' for something alive
I can't be responsible, maybe I'll stay in my hole
It's too much pressure, it's too much pressure
Waiting for better days, better days, 'cause I don't feel like myself
Wishing the chemicals in my brain would take me anywhere else
Can't find the right thing to say without me asking for help
Waiting for better days, better days, better days, better days
I'm still wide awake, it's seven P.M. in the morning
Can't fucking tape this mess back together, it's broken
Too little, too late, it's seven P.M. in the morning
Can't fucking tape this mess back
Waiting for better days, better days, 'cause I don't feel like myself
Wishing the chemicals in my brain would take me anywhere else
Can't find the right thing to say without me asking for help
Waiting for better days, better days, better days, better days
Better days, better days, 'cause I don't feel like myself
Wishing the chemicals in my brain would take me anywhere else
Can't find the right thing to say without me asking for help
Waiting for better days, better days, better days, better days
