Waiting For My World To End
Turned down another phone call
From my boyfriend
Staring at the bubbles
Feels like the old west
Energy is gone
Don't know where it went
Waiting for my world to end
Another day where i wake with a bad dream
The unconscious rules me like a mad king
I saw them in that scene
Whatever that means
Crave a mass sleep
Journey to the last piece
Some call me a healer
I don't see the same views
A lonely little child
Stuck in two big shoes
Are fitted for a man much stronger than i
Or a woman with a smile
And a glitz in her eyes
As she struts down her pathways
Hoping it was worth it
But too caught up in the ashtrays
I grew up being fat shamed
Now the bully is reflecting in the mirror
Early morning
Gaze the fear upon us
The beginning of the end
Or the middle of the beginning
Some things can get really messy
Especially when we are trained to find
Anything a threat
Peddling my regrets
On a pen and paper of death
Coming to terms to how
Broken i am with sex
Light a cigarette to feel content
Turned down another phone call
From my boyfriend
Staring at the bubbles
Feels like the old west
Energy is gone
Don't know where it went
Waiting for my world to end
From my boyfriend
Staring at the bubbles
Feels like the old west
Energy is gone
Don't know where it went
Waiting for my world to end
Another day where i wake with a bad dream
The unconscious rules me like a mad king
I saw them in that scene
Whatever that means
Crave a mass sleep
Journey to the last piece
Some call me a healer
I don't see the same views
A lonely little child
Stuck in two big shoes
Are fitted for a man much stronger than i
Or a woman with a smile
And a glitz in her eyes
As she struts down her pathways
Hoping it was worth it
But too caught up in the ashtrays
I grew up being fat shamed
Now the bully is reflecting in the mirror
Early morning
Gaze the fear upon us
The beginning of the end
Or the middle of the beginning
Some things can get really messy
Especially when we are trained to find
Anything a threat
Peddling my regrets
On a pen and paper of death
Coming to terms to how
Broken i am with sex
Light a cigarette to feel content
Turned down another phone call
From my boyfriend
Staring at the bubbles
Feels like the old west
Energy is gone
Don't know where it went
Waiting for my world to end
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Writer(s): Adam Bornstein
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