I've been yearning for better days Kept awake, miserably But I'd rather live in agony, than lack in fair company (But I won't pass soon) Become too comfortable Just sitting in the waiting room I've been up till dawn, But I am sure I won't pass soon I'd rather just live here I'd rather live my life Paranoid of what comes after Instead of just mending my own disaster Become too comfortable Just sitting in the waiting room I've been up till dawn But I am sure I won't pass soon Sleeping my life away Sharing this body with many beds Who's to say what the fuck comes after this What will come after this Yearning for better days Kept awake Living in agony Never looking in the rearview And I know I can't forget My mind likes to erase it (Likes to erase) From time to time I'm satisfied with being complacent Become too comfortable Just sitting in the waiting room I've been up till dawn But I am sure I won't pass soon Sleeping my life away Sharing this body with many beds Who's to say what the fuck comes after this