Wasteland
Life's a pretty funny place
When you're living in this wasteland
Time stretching like a waistband
Kinda leaves a funny taste in your mouth
When you think about how long this will take man
I was sitting on the sidewalk
Drinking til my mind stops sinking down
I can't stop thinking about how
I could be missing out
I should be messing around
I wanna be sleeping but the city's too loud
Sometimes I wonder where my brain's gone
Maybe I left it at the till
I'm always thinking up the same songs
I'm just this tiny little spec, out in space
With a taste for attention
No motivation at all
Kinda seems like reality TV
I'm from the valley where the people always fake it
Anticipation, sometimes I wonder if we'll make it out our basement
And if we don't I don't know how I'm gonna face it
I'd rather be a deadbeat
Knowing that I had a dream and fucking chased it
Sometimes I wonder where my brain's gone
Maybe I left it at the till
I'm always thinking up the same songs
We're only here for a short time
So where should I go
Tears on the shoreline
Sink through the stones
Just trying to live all my days
Like a riff on a stage
Like a spliff on the way home
From a shift in a cage
Sometimes the rain makes my day
Just a little bit better
Sometimes the pain really is
The beauty in a fall
Sometimes the rain makes my day
Just a little bit better
When you're living in this wasteland
Time stretching like a waistband
Kinda leaves a funny taste in your mouth
When you think about how long this will take man
I was sitting on the sidewalk
Drinking til my mind stops sinking down
I can't stop thinking about how
I could be missing out
I should be messing around
I wanna be sleeping but the city's too loud
Sometimes I wonder where my brain's gone
Maybe I left it at the till
I'm always thinking up the same songs
I'm just this tiny little spec, out in space
With a taste for attention
No motivation at all
Kinda seems like reality TV
I'm from the valley where the people always fake it
Anticipation, sometimes I wonder if we'll make it out our basement
And if we don't I don't know how I'm gonna face it
I'd rather be a deadbeat
Knowing that I had a dream and fucking chased it
Sometimes I wonder where my brain's gone
Maybe I left it at the till
I'm always thinking up the same songs
We're only here for a short time
So where should I go
Tears on the shoreline
Sink through the stones
Just trying to live all my days
Like a riff on a stage
Like a spliff on the way home
From a shift in a cage
Sometimes the rain makes my day
Just a little bit better
Sometimes the pain really is
The beauty in a fall
Sometimes the rain makes my day
Just a little bit better
Credits
Writer(s): Devin Curry
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