GPS

I got way too reliant on the GPS
Now I don't know where to go so I'm starting to stress
Would you look at that man
Who could have guessed
That I'm not even clever
I'm a smooth brained mess

If you would have told me before
That this is where I'd end up
I'd pack a map
Or charge my phone
Instead of sitting right here stuck
Wouldn't be embarrassed to ask for help
Or to be guided in the right direction
Wouldn't give up on my dreams although they're dumb

Look at the time
I'm late I gotta get dressed
Thought I loved sleeping in
Turns out I'm depressed
Now get your shit together kid
Cause life is a gift
And i don't wanna waste it
Don't wanna waste it

I'm lost
Can't find me
I trusted
Blindly
Always talking shortcuts
Or not trying
Always said I'd get up
I was lying
That is not the route I thought I chose

I got way too reliant on the gps
Now I don't know where to go
so I'm starting to stress
Would you look at that man
Who could have guessed
That I'm not even clever
Or an optimist

If you would have told me years ago that this is how I'd feel I'd say
I mean that does sound like me
But I hope it's not true



Credits
Writer(s): Francisco Otero Reillo
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