Waste

I'm planning my escape
Meaningless waste

Sun's out, go on a walk today
To escape all your meaningless demons
I'm out, I think I might walk away
Find a place where I can do what I want to

I'm planning my escape from meaningless waste
But I think I'll still send you a postcard
I'm making my escape, not leaning in too late
If you want you can come with me

Baby for a minute can I tell you how I'm thinkin' of ya
Things ain't been the same since we haven't seen one another since last summer

I'm planning my escape from meaningless waste and I'll tell you all about it November
I'll tell you about my friends, and the places that I've been
And the people I can't remember

I'm getting out of here, I gotta, I gotta get gone
40 Hour work week, what's that ever get me?
I'm trying so hard not to be wrong I forgot just how to be

All my friends want better lives
All my friends want better lives
For themselves



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Rossi
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