(No More) Waiting Around

She's afraid of having her own set of keys
To the locks of her own life
So she works day in, day out
Enslaved like a prince's wife

She writes abusive letters to her own front door
Like an author bound to his pen-knife
So she stacks the shelves to distract herself
From stacking up her thoughts tonight

Get ready, get sober
I'll have your old motor
Strabismus eyes, so strange
Her judgement's out of change

No more waiting around,
I said no more waiting around
Go-getter, get up, up off the ground,
we'll have no more waiting around
Sitting around, waiting to be crowned
until you're six feet under the ground
I'll be waiting around no more,
I want no more waiting around

Tied to her vampire family
Like a damsel in distress on a train track
So she claws around through the lost and found
Just to get that inner wain back

Slip and sliding on a piece of mind
Maybe one day, validate it
But for the meantime, my mouthy mind
Is better off sedated

Get ready, get sober
I'll have your old motor
Strabismus eyes, no goal
And her judgement's on the dole

No more waiting around,
I said no more waiting around
Go-getter, get up, up off the ground,
we'll have no more waiting around
Sitting around, waiting to be crowned
until you're six feet under the ground
I'll be waiting around no more,
I want no more waiting around

No more waiting around,
I said no more waiting around
Go-getter, get up, up off the ground,
we'll have no more waiting around
Sitting around, waiting to be crowned
until you're six feet under the ground
I'll be waiting around no more,
I want no more waiting around (no more waiting around)

No more waiting around
No more waiting around
I don't stop for nothing

Slip and slide, sleep around
Don't mind this rocking chair I'm bound
I've got a million things to do before I'm sound but
You won't catch me waiting, no I won't be waiting around



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Writer(s): Aidan Cross
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