One, two, three, four
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
Wasting my time
Think I'll wake up and be fine
Digging through all this dirt
Looking 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 7pm in the morning
I can't fucking tape
This mess back together it's broken
Too little too late
It's 7pm 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