Most nights I wake up in a cold sweat
Reoccurring nightmares of all my life spent
Waisted with one foot stuck in the past
Shuffling to the sounds, the shadows pirouette
By the time I show up
Indifferent to what I have in the current moment
Fighting through the thoughts
The "Where could I be now?"
See me, persistent.
I'm over waiting for it
I'm over waiting for it
I'm over waiting for it
Years spent chasing in the thick of it
Sold it off, traded in, just to pay the rent
Smokin' cheap cigarettes but only in the US
'15 with some good friends
Now we're celebrating
I'm over waiting for it
I'm over waiting for it