25

(That is true, man)

Everything's so fucking slow
Except for the cigarettes I'm burning through
I wake up, smoke, be sad and look down upon myself
25 got me beatdown

Everything's so fucking slow
And I'm losing my patience and my mind
The world is so unkind
And I'm tired of singing and crying

I'm sick of this pool of debt I find myself in
I thrash my hands only to sink deeper
I don't wanna live, and I don't wanna die
Do you see the conundrum? I hate 25

I try to quit my vices
But it's hard when I'm stuck in this crisis
My text messages make me feel like a failure
I can't land a job, and that's hurtful

But nobody cares for a crying wimp
So, I try again
I guess that's what life's about
You try again (You try again)

The roads are rough, and it hurts like a bitch
But I try again
I guess that's what life's about
You try again (You try again)
You try again



Credits
Writer(s): Alan Thomas Charly
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