Non-Satisfaction
Man, I need some company
Been staying out later than I need to
But you couldn't catch your breath
Been complacently waiting
For some kind of fiction
Take me out of disappointment
I'll give you all the while
If you need some time
It's not the same anymore
You pack a chip on your shoulder
To get shot at the nose
You're running red, running tired
It's not something you said
But just the way that it is
You take one look, and the next thing you know
You're back where you started
You're back where you started
(Just surrounding yourself
(Make a way, make it)
(You see those?)
It's not the same anymore
She said, neck-deep underwater
And you can't have it all
You ought to forget, ought to remember something you said
Or just the way that it is
You take one look, and the next thing you know
You're back where you started
See here's the thing
People like to forget people
Always chasing time
Always way too late
Never making sense
Never had your way
You say the day will come that they'll beg and beseech you
Or else you'll come undone
When nothing completes you
When nothing completes you
Always chasing but never satisfied
Can we make it good?
Can we make it right?
Can we make it right?
Been staying out later than I need to
But you couldn't catch your breath
Been complacently waiting
For some kind of fiction
Take me out of disappointment
I'll give you all the while
If you need some time
It's not the same anymore
You pack a chip on your shoulder
To get shot at the nose
You're running red, running tired
It's not something you said
But just the way that it is
You take one look, and the next thing you know
You're back where you started
You're back where you started
(Just surrounding yourself
(Make a way, make it)
(You see those?)
It's not the same anymore
She said, neck-deep underwater
And you can't have it all
You ought to forget, ought to remember something you said
Or just the way that it is
You take one look, and the next thing you know
You're back where you started
See here's the thing
People like to forget people
Always chasing time
Always way too late
Never making sense
Never had your way
You say the day will come that they'll beg and beseech you
Or else you'll come undone
When nothing completes you
When nothing completes you
Always chasing but never satisfied
Can we make it good?
Can we make it right?
Can we make it right?
Credits
Writer(s): Denice Quimbo
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