Better
Summers end, by the camp-fire
All my friends, in our empire, yeah
Wasted time never feels wasted
When I'm wasted, lately I
I've been questioning what I
What I'm doing here
I'm burdened by the weight of who we were
And it hurts to leave
Please, don't make me feel guilty, I know I'm guilty
Please, I'm so sick of feeling down, stuck in this city
We had the time of our lives, but now that's history
And I hope you miss me
I can't keep coming out
Getting fucked up on whatever
You know I gotta grow up
I just wanna stay young forever
I got big dreams inside my head
My diamonds' made under pressure
And I'm here wondering if I'll ever get my shit together
Oh, 'cause I'm not ready to be better
All I want is to be better (I'm not ready to be better)
All my friends being distant
Just cements my decision
I can see that I was made for something different
Growing pains, I'm changing
And it's strange, I'm not complainin'
But do I always have to learn the hard way?
I can't keep coming out
Getting fucked up on whatever
You know I gotta grow up
I just wanna stay young forever
I got big dreams inside my head
My diamonds made under pressure
And I'm here wondering if I'll ever get my shit together
Oh, 'cause I'm not ready to be better
All I want is to be better (i'm not ready to be better)
I'm just wondering if I'll ever get my shit together
I'm not ready to be better, yeah
I'm the king, plan stuff and never do it
It's a thing, bad luck and no improvement
And every year rolled back up these resolutions
But there's never movement, still I wanna be a better human
It's overwhelming when I look back at the growth
They remember finish lines, you remember slopes
And how you had to peddle with a couple broken spokes
I'm not where I need to be but give me time, I think I'm close
Please, don't make me feel guilty, I know I'm guilty
Please, I'm so sick of feeling down, stuck in this city
We had the time of our lives, but now that's history
And I hope you miss me, I can't keep coming—
Please, don't make me feel guilty, I know I'm guilty
Please, I'm so sick of feeling down, stuck in this city
We had the time of our lives, but now that's history
And I hope you miss me
All my friends, in our empire, yeah
Wasted time never feels wasted
When I'm wasted, lately I
I've been questioning what I
What I'm doing here
I'm burdened by the weight of who we were
And it hurts to leave
Please, don't make me feel guilty, I know I'm guilty
Please, I'm so sick of feeling down, stuck in this city
We had the time of our lives, but now that's history
And I hope you miss me
I can't keep coming out
Getting fucked up on whatever
You know I gotta grow up
I just wanna stay young forever
I got big dreams inside my head
My diamonds' made under pressure
And I'm here wondering if I'll ever get my shit together
Oh, 'cause I'm not ready to be better
All I want is to be better (I'm not ready to be better)
All my friends being distant
Just cements my decision
I can see that I was made for something different
Growing pains, I'm changing
And it's strange, I'm not complainin'
But do I always have to learn the hard way?
I can't keep coming out
Getting fucked up on whatever
You know I gotta grow up
I just wanna stay young forever
I got big dreams inside my head
My diamonds made under pressure
And I'm here wondering if I'll ever get my shit together
Oh, 'cause I'm not ready to be better
All I want is to be better (i'm not ready to be better)
I'm just wondering if I'll ever get my shit together
I'm not ready to be better, yeah
I'm the king, plan stuff and never do it
It's a thing, bad luck and no improvement
And every year rolled back up these resolutions
But there's never movement, still I wanna be a better human
It's overwhelming when I look back at the growth
They remember finish lines, you remember slopes
And how you had to peddle with a couple broken spokes
I'm not where I need to be but give me time, I think I'm close
Please, don't make me feel guilty, I know I'm guilty
Please, I'm so sick of feeling down, stuck in this city
We had the time of our lives, but now that's history
And I hope you miss me, I can't keep coming—
Please, don't make me feel guilty, I know I'm guilty
Please, I'm so sick of feeling down, stuck in this city
We had the time of our lives, but now that's history
And I hope you miss me
Credits
Writer(s): Hayden Mchugh
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