Sandcastle

(One, two, three, four)

The whole world is made of sand
I feel it slipping through my hands
It's a shame, it's a hustle
Living in a sandcastle

I did it right, screwed everything on tight
I made a wish and it made me feel alright
I pray to God that I live another day
To keep building up this fantasy

You won't believe all the energy it took
Every page I was living by the book
I never thought that it all would come to this
Little bliss turning into ignorance

I tried to make it stay
A wave came and washed it all away

The whole world is made of sand
I feel it slipping through my hands
It's a shame, it's a hustle
Living in a sandcastle

And it's a bunch of fun and games
But I don't really wanna play
Oh, it's a shame, it's a hustle
Living in a sandcastle

I don't like being stuck up late at night
Deadlines never ending in my sight
I'm gonna crash, gonna burn out 'til the end
Then wake up and do it all again

I can't resist, 'cause I like the way it feels
I'm a proud little hamster on my wheel
Gonna brag 'bout the things I did today
The scientists keep scribbling away

But I'm not ashamed
I admit we're all wasting away

The whole world is made of sand
I feel it slipping through my hands
It's a shame, it's a hustle
Living in a sandcastle

And it's a bunch of fun and games
But I don't really wanna play
Oh, it's a shame, it's a hustle
Living in a sandcastle

The whole world is made of sand
I feel it slipping through my hands
It's a shame, it's a hustle
Living in a sandcastle

And it's a bunch of fun and games
But I don't really wanna play
Oh, it's a shame, it's a hustle
Living in a sandcastle, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Seth Blum, Zach Beinlich, Jacob Felstow, Lawrence Lane Pruitt
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