Tomorrow
One, two, three and four
I'll make plans for tomorrow, but I don't seem to stick to them
I have no idea why it happens, I just lose motivation
I'll stay in my room for hours on end
Watch my TV until melatonin kicks in
Beat myself up 'cause I'm a piece of shit
I'm a piece of shit, yeah
But tomorrow
Maybe it'll be different for me
Tomorrow
I'll stick to my goals finally
But every time I fail
Can't make or break a habit
Can't waste another Sunday
When I'm approaching my limit
I made plans for yesterday, but they weren't even close to reaching
I need to find a way, to make myself hold motivation
Maybe if I just do it instead of giving into my thoughts
It'll help me make these habits that'll pull me out of a rutt
No matter what it is, waking up or eating healthy
I never can persist even if my mind wants me
But it would help a bit, if my room wasn't a mess
I'm no psychologist, but that may have an effect
It might change my mood subconsciously
It might dilute these thoughts out of me
The ones that all promote my negativity
And that's what I'm trying to do here
Tomorrow
Maybe it'll be different for me
Tomorrow
I'll stick to my goals finally
But every time I fail
Can't make or break a habit
Can't waste another Sunday
When I'm approaching my limit
Tomorrow
Maybe it'll be different for me
Tomorrow
I'll stick to my goals finally
I'll make plans for tomorrow, but I don't seem to stick to them
I have no idea why it happens, I just lose motivation
I'll stay in my room for hours on end
Watch my TV until melatonin kicks in
Beat myself up 'cause I'm a piece of shit
I'm a piece of shit, yeah
But tomorrow
Maybe it'll be different for me
Tomorrow
I'll stick to my goals finally
But every time I fail
Can't make or break a habit
Can't waste another Sunday
When I'm approaching my limit
I made plans for yesterday, but they weren't even close to reaching
I need to find a way, to make myself hold motivation
Maybe if I just do it instead of giving into my thoughts
It'll help me make these habits that'll pull me out of a rutt
No matter what it is, waking up or eating healthy
I never can persist even if my mind wants me
But it would help a bit, if my room wasn't a mess
I'm no psychologist, but that may have an effect
It might change my mood subconsciously
It might dilute these thoughts out of me
The ones that all promote my negativity
And that's what I'm trying to do here
Tomorrow
Maybe it'll be different for me
Tomorrow
I'll stick to my goals finally
But every time I fail
Can't make or break a habit
Can't waste another Sunday
When I'm approaching my limit
Tomorrow
Maybe it'll be different for me
Tomorrow
I'll stick to my goals finally
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Writer(s): Michael Dylan Ellis
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