I hide my plans to build the planes,
the traffics scarce so Ill go out and brave it.
Ill walk into my hallway, the living room and out the door Ill save it
and Ill make it.
Its not that far and it wont be long,
until the days not wasted anymore.
But motivation lacks temptation
and soon that void will disappear.
I waste my life at 3 am,
thats the only time when Im awake.
The television is my best friend,
and the living knows that it will break,
its just fate.
Its not that far and it wont be long,
until the days not wasted anymore.
But motivation lacks temptation
and soon that void will disappear.
Searching for the answers that I may never find,
theres nothing left for me to do,
so Ill just play Sweet Child O Mine.
People act so different now,
the friends I used to have I know just fake it.
Maybe Ill come back someday,
where everything will be just like I made it,
so Ill take it.
Its not that far and it wont be long,
until the days not wasted anymore.
But motivation lacks temptation
and soon that void will disappear.
Searching for the answers that I may never find,
theres nothing left for me to do,
so Ill just jump back in this life.
Searching for the answers that I may never find,
theres nothing left for me to do,
so Ill just end with this sweet bass line.