I’ve lost another year debating if my time would ever come
Clocking in, clocking out as the youth slid off my face
Nothing goes the way we plan
Betrayed by hope and circumstance
The smarter moves we should have made
I guess we gave ourselves away too fast
The two things I've learned to not believe in
Are the fear hell and waiting for good luck

And it’s not that I’m jaded
But I can’t keep lying to myself for the sake of appearances
And it’s not just to save face
At the end of the day, I’m still standing here
But what else can I do?

How did I lose my direction
When did this become such an ugly place?
Guess I shouldn’t be surprised
I’m always late for everything
Feel my guts rotting out, spilling on the floor
I'm passing off enough lies as answers
So here's your bright caution sign
The two things I've learned to not believe in
Are the fear hell and waiting for good luck
The two things I've learned to not believe in
Are the fear hell and waiting for good luck

And it’s not that I’m jaded
But I can’t keep lying to myself for the sake of appearances
And it’s not just to save face
At the end of the day, I’m still standing here
But what else can I do?

Can we think about just how much time we spend
Waiting for stoplights to change
Timelines and dollar signs to rearrange
And make our point of view?
Can we think about just how much time we spend
Waiting for stoplights to change
Timelines and dollar signs to rearrange
And make our point of view?
Can we think about just how much time we spend
Waiting for stoplights to change
Timelines and dollar signs to rearrange
And make my point of view?
Well, it makes my point of view
And this is my point of view


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