Wasting Time

We are blindly born with a face quite unknown
We are forced to grow in a pot made of stone
And which way we choose is all up to our own
Indecision is my decision, 'cause I've got no place to go

I'm shooting kind high, I know
I'm feeling sort of low
I'm wondering if I'll still feel the same at the top
If my feet can't feel the ground

Phase two is also true
A school made just for you
You can learn so much about nothing you wanna do
But it's the right path and I'm feeling so bitter
'Cause my right path is so hard, broke down, and little

I'm shooting kind high, I know
I'm feeling sort of low
I'm wondering if I'll still feel the same at the top
If my feet can't feel the ground
If my feet can't feel the ground
If my feet can't feel the ground

If my feet can't feel the ground
I'll be trying my conversation 'til it's right
And if I, and if I, and if I can't feel my feet then
What if I, what if I, what if I can't feel my feet then
But if I, but if I, but if I can't feel my feet then
I'm just wasting time
I'm just wasting time

'Cause I'm shooting kind high, I know
I'm feeling sort of low, yeah, yeah
I'm wondering if I'll still feel the same at the top
If my feet can't feel the ground
If my feet can't feel the ground

I'll be trying my conversation 'til it's right
And if I, and if I, and if I can't feel my feet then
What if I, what if I, what if I can't feel my feet then
But if I, but if I, but if I can't feel my feet then
I'm just wasting time
I'm just wasting time
I'm just wasting time

Wasting all my time
Wasting all my time
Wasting all my time
Yeah, yeah

I'm wondering if I'll still feel the same at the top
If my feet can't feel the ground
If my feet can't feel the ground
If my feet can't feel the ground



Credits
Writer(s): Tristen Marie Gaspadarek
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