Another lazy afternoon, listening to science fiction and voices in my head
Whispering into the dark, searching for the right moment to make the same mistakes again
Why can't I just start taking my own advice
Maybe some day I'll stop waiting for things to pass me by
Sinking down into my bed. I know once again I'm throwing something else away
Reaching out from in the dark, wondering how I could let myself down again
Why can't I just start taking my own advice
Maybe some day I'll stop waiting for things to pass me by
When will I stop waiting for the world to pass me by?
Why can't I just start taking my own advice
Maybe some day I'll stop waiting for things to pass me by