1998

I'll write a book titled The worst is yet to come
And It'll be a true story
I'll read the lines as it unfolds over time
I gotta say it gets boring
So tell me as I'm aging
How do I stop myself derailing half the time
All the time
So tell me why I'm waiting
On the right moment for the taking never comes
My whole life

Sometimes I just hate the whole world
A social in decay
I wanna back out but it's too late
Every hour feels like a waste
Of every single day
Ever since 1998

I'll make it worse one stupid sentence at a time
And I'll make it look easy
I'll balance life like I'm the worst person alive
But who wouldn't wanna be me
Maybe I've been losing my touch
Yeah maybe I should just let go
Cause everything I love hurts too much
So lately I just don't know

Sometimes I just hate the whole world
A social in decay
I wanna back out but it's too late
Every hour feels like a waste
Of every single day
Ever since 1998

I'm still looking out I'm just feeling
Down about it all
I'm not saying it won't get better
I'm just sick of it all

Sometimes I just hate the whole world
A social in decay
I wanna back out but it's too late
Every hour feels like a waste
Of every single day
Ever since 1998



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Writer(s): Beau Fritzsche
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