Timing

I think it fried my mind
When the stars occupied my eyes
What happened to the time
I used to waste by myself
So many activities, so much stress
Had a bag full of fucks, now I got none left
Do you bet on the future, or go day by day
If you shoot and you miss it might all go away

I feel like I'm missing the better years of my life
It smells like confusion with a hit of sacrifice
Put me out of my misery, I've lost my sense
It fucking exhausts me to pretend
I know what I'm doing and what is expected of me

For all the years I've met
All the drinks I forgot I had
For everything I said
When all of my ideas were bad
Lead to this moment that left us just now
I might not know much, but I do know how
To appreciate the irony of time
It promises less everynight

I feel like I'm missing the better years of my life
It smells like confusion with a hit of sacrifice
Put me out of my misery, I've lost my sense
It fucking exhausts me to pretend
I know what I'm doing and what is expected of me

Put your shirt back on, the children's here please don't be obscene
You're only one a beer away from making scene
I don't care if this will be the death of me
I'm not losing this fight
We're always one day away from being all right

I feel like I'm missing the better years of my life
It smells like confusion with a hit of sacrifice
Put me out of my misery, I've lost my sense
It fucking exhausts me to pretend
I know what I'm doing and what is expected of me



Credits
Writer(s): Franco Bolleurs
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