In Betweener

I got a picture in my phone
Of what I think life's supposed to be
When the battery goes dead I feel set free

It's what I call a matter of the fact of me
I came like this from the factory
I never wanna go and get the groceries
I just keep wasting time

The In Betweener is back on his bullshit again
I never knew I'd be afraid to meet myself
But I was terrified to learn that I'm just like the rest of friends
I guess it's easier to sit here wasting time
Wind me up and hit rewind

Well I been wondering in circles just why I feel so small
Barely six feet tall, but its seven in the morn
Drinking coffee all alone, and its nothing but the bad news on
I'll always be comparing me to everyone I find
It'll take some time I guess to find my peace of mind.

It's what I call a matter of the fact of me
I came like this from the factory
I never wanna go and get the groceries
I just keep wasting time

The In Betweener is back on his bullshit again
I never knew I'd be afraid to meet myself
But I was terrified to learn that I'm just like the rest of friends
I guess it's easier, easier to sit here wasting time
Wind me up and hit rewind
The In Betweener is back on his bullshit again
I never knew I'd be afraid to meet myself
But I was terrified to learn that I'm just like the rest of friends
I guess it's easier, easier to sit here wasting time
Wind me up and hit rewind



Credits
Writer(s): J.b. Boone
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