Misspent
I'm an average man full of hopes and ambitions
Sitting in a small house in a small town wondering
If dreams have a shelf life and if mine have expired
More and more as days go by
I think about the narrow line between a man's potential
And the emptiness of things he never tries
And it leads me to the question of where the time went
There are no ready answers, but I hope that it wasn't misspent
I really haven't got a clue about where the time went
There are no ready answers, but I hope that it wasn't misspent
I could find sycophants and suck-ups to easily impress
'Til my delusions of grandeur are all that I have left
Or I could join the teeming mass of quiet, desperate men
Just going through the motions right until they reach the end
It seems a waste of time
I don't want mine misspent
I'm an average man full of hopes and ambitions
Sitting in a small house in a small town wondering
And it leads me to the question of where the time went
There are no ready answers, but I hope that it wasn't misspent
I really haven't got a clue about where the time went
There are no ready answers, but I hope that it wasn't misspent
Sitting in a small house in a small town wondering
If dreams have a shelf life and if mine have expired
More and more as days go by
I think about the narrow line between a man's potential
And the emptiness of things he never tries
And it leads me to the question of where the time went
There are no ready answers, but I hope that it wasn't misspent
I really haven't got a clue about where the time went
There are no ready answers, but I hope that it wasn't misspent
I could find sycophants and suck-ups to easily impress
'Til my delusions of grandeur are all that I have left
Or I could join the teeming mass of quiet, desperate men
Just going through the motions right until they reach the end
It seems a waste of time
I don't want mine misspent
I'm an average man full of hopes and ambitions
Sitting in a small house in a small town wondering
And it leads me to the question of where the time went
There are no ready answers, but I hope that it wasn't misspent
I really haven't got a clue about where the time went
There are no ready answers, but I hope that it wasn't misspent
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Writer(s): Lucas Easter, Kristoffer Kanoho
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