That's It, I'm Out

I think that I'm loosing it
Just take me back to when I was only eight years old
Skin not cold
Cuz maybe I don't give a shit
About these adult politics
They drag me down
And stress me out
And what the fuck is up with this towns music scene
It seems its go me nowhere real quick
I think I'm sick
Of being here for no damn reason
Tell me what's my motivation
None so far that I see

So I guess
That I should just
Keep moving on
And if you want
To come along
Then I'll get clean

I guess that's just dedication
Someone get me off probation
So I can finally be free
Fuck all of these fake relations
Recreate job application
Yet I'm still broke
Someone help me
I feel like I'm getting nowhere
Waking up on sidewalks somewhere
Get up walk home
I see sunrise

So I guess
I'm moving on
So long
And I'll try my best to beat the clock
And hope that I somehow turn out the one
And hope that I can still function
When it's all said and done

So I guess
That I should just
Keep moving on
And if you want
To come along
Then I'll get...



Credits
Writer(s): Caden Ybarra
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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