I'm always waitin' on my fall from grace Not even 22, but I think it's comin' soon Can't feel my hands as they're clutching the sink I'm staring into the mirror Watchin my face get weirder Keep running out of shit to talk about I'm a senior in college, almost flunking out Can't feel the months as they're passin' me by My times disappearin' I guess it's been a year and
I'm doin' fine Only losin' my mind every once in a while And it's been cool Only thinkin' I'm doomed every time that I do Yeah, it's a lot But it's not as much as I used to
I wonder if you burned that shirt with my face on it I really hope you did I'm losin' sleep picturing you wearing it on the street That's so disgusting to me (That's so disgusting to me) I wonder if I'll ever find myself in those trees Where you begged me to get on my knees Right off a path Hope I never go back now That's so disgusting to me (That's so disgusting to me)
I'm doin' fine Only losin' my mind every once in a while And it's been cool Only thinkin' of you every time that I do Still, it's a lot But it's not as much as I used to
Oh, I used to be smart and I used to be nice Now I'm neither of those But I've been feelin' alright And it used to be easy Just coasting through life And it's not anymore But I've been feelin' alright
I'm doin' fine Only losin' my mind every once in a while And it's been cool Only thinkin' I'm of you every time that I do
I'm always waitin' on my fall from grace Not even 22, but I know it's comin' soon
Compositor: Ann Claire Dirusso (Annie Dirusso) ECAD: Obra #38465799