Where do I start?
I ask myself how do I write this song
What do I say?
Who do I speak to?
And are you willing to listen?
Another month with my rent due
Got to find a way to pay all my bills too
And now I'm too close to my deadline
My twenties and I
We grew apart
I guess it was time for us to break up, and
All of my mates walk down the aisle
And I'm swiping left, lost the concept love
I'm standing in line
Waiting for my turn
I'm standing in line
Waiting for my turn
I'm standing in line
Waiting for my turn
Wait wait wait wait wait
Waiting for my turn
When do I stop?
I ask myself how did I end up here
Falling apart
I cannot explain what attracts me to the pain
Get on my knees to pray
Hoping to not repeat my mistakes
Walking in quicksand
Voice won't scream for help
My twenties and I we grew apart
I guess it was time for us to break up, and
I never thought that I'd be here
Still not knowing how to live in this world
I'm standing in line
Waiting for my turn
I'm standing in line
Waiting for my turn (waiting for my turn)
I'm standing in line
Waiting for my turn
Wait wait wait wait wait
Waiting for my turn
Waiting waiting
Waiting waiting
Waiting waiting
Waiting waiting
Waiting waiting
Waiting waiting
Waiting waiting
Waiting
I'm standing in line
Waiting for my turn
I'm standing in line
Waiting for my turn
I'm standing in line
Waiting for my turn
Wait wait wait wait wait
Waiting for my turn
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I'm waiting I'm waiting
Waiting for my turn
Waiting waiting
Waiting