29

Another of those old sayings proved
I can confirm the years are getting shorter and shorter
I can't tell if there's clarity or more objectivity
Or am I better at convincing myself

Cos i'm 29 and i'm still on the right side
Of another confession i'm not waiting for this regression
I'm breaking my bones just sitting here
And I need to jump off a cliff to stretch out this old skin

My knees are giving up on me
I'm aged by mediocrity
Each step i run the pain grows more
Can't escape what i'm running from
The postcards only show what could have been
What could have been without my fear

Give me blood through veins again
So i can bleed it doing anything
My hedonistic treadmill broke so i don't know which way to go
No lesson learnt as I move on

My knees are giving up on me
I'm aged by mediocrity
Each step i run the pain grows more
Can't escape what i'm running from
The postcards only show what could have been
What could have been without my fear

Tomorrow was such a long time ago
I'd like to say I told you so
My skeletons they hold me down
In shallow waters when I drown
Another year has come and past
Faster than all other ones
Hopes added no more fulfilled

My knees are giving up on me
I'm aged by mediocrity
Each step i run the pain grows more
Can't escape what i'm running from
The postcards only show what could have been
What could have been without my fear



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Writer(s): Sean De Souza
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