Waiting Room
I am in a waiting room
I've been sitting here for a long time
It's like if am expecting for someone to come
And call my name
I am lying next to a window
I can feel the wind in my hair
Meanwhile I am talking to myself
I just need my space
I got so distracted
I couldn't hear my name
When it was my turn
I was in my world
Thinking by my own
I am in the waiting room of life, I am hoping to get outside
I've been in this place for a while, I think I might be tied
I am in the waiting room of life, I am hoping to get outside
Look I'm trying to survive, standing here between these walls
I can feel the fire in my soul
I'm feeling like a prey of my thoughts
My feet are sinking inside the floor
This is gonna take so much long
My hands are burning
I'm falling deep deep down
My time is coming
I'm about to get out
I got so distracted
I couldn't hear my name
When it was my turn
I was in my world
Thinking by my own
I am in the waiting room of life, I am hoping to get outside
I've been in this place for a while, I think I might be tied
I am in the waiting room of life, I am hoping to get outside
Look I'm trying to survive, standing here between these walls
I've been sitting here for a long time
It's like if am expecting for someone to come
And call my name
I am lying next to a window
I can feel the wind in my hair
Meanwhile I am talking to myself
I just need my space
I got so distracted
I couldn't hear my name
When it was my turn
I was in my world
Thinking by my own
I am in the waiting room of life, I am hoping to get outside
I've been in this place for a while, I think I might be tied
I am in the waiting room of life, I am hoping to get outside
Look I'm trying to survive, standing here between these walls
I can feel the fire in my soul
I'm feeling like a prey of my thoughts
My feet are sinking inside the floor
This is gonna take so much long
My hands are burning
I'm falling deep deep down
My time is coming
I'm about to get out
I got so distracted
I couldn't hear my name
When it was my turn
I was in my world
Thinking by my own
I am in the waiting room of life, I am hoping to get outside
I've been in this place for a while, I think I might be tied
I am in the waiting room of life, I am hoping to get outside
Look I'm trying to survive, standing here between these walls
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