A lasting feeling of regret when you know you're wasting time
One excuse exchanged for another got you feeling frail and falsified
Ooooooooooooo you do it to yourself
Ooooo you and nobody else
Human denature, pushed erasure
Set towards dusty, dreary, drab and dull
When experience calls will you rise tall or fall short bound to ground and choose to crawl
And doooooooooooo you do it to yourself?
Still there's not too much that's in-between
The child's stuck in two thousand thirteen
The day is gone but not for long
Come on tell me what'chu gonna do?
Make your play do what you may
The day won't wait for you to follow through
And all this skepticism and passive living left you facing out of touch
Will you fall down on your sword or tell me will you fall down on your crutch
You once felt free to hesitate and
Then one move you find you're out of time
Push through what you perpetrate
You'll one day find a line
One move then you're out of time
One move then you're out of time
One move then you're out of time
One move then you're out of time