Wasting My Days by The New Age (Band) Lyrics
Is it all better?
Is it all better?
Are we insignificant?
Spotless faces buried on the walking sticks
Sitting at home, waiting for the piece to fit
Stayin' in, go out and get it
I don't want no
I don't want no part of it
Yeah, and I don't want no part of this
Give me a second, a moment so I can procrastinate
Everyone shut up
Shit, I'm wasting it all
I'm wasting away
My skin is the product of wasting my days
I'll never get up
I'm not numb to my ways
Maybe then I'll be better
Maybe then
I won't ever feel this way again
Maybe someone good will finally want to be my friend
Maybe then I'll see my own reflection
I just want to be a better me
I just want to be a better me
They're why I take the steps forward
I hope I never look back
I hope I never look back
Is it all better?
On the bright side
On the wrong side
Of your own life
I can't believe what I've never seen
I can never hear, what I mean
Is it all better?
Are we insignificant?
Are we insignificant?
Sitting at home, waiting for the piece to fit
Are we insignificant?
Is it all better?
Are we insignificant?
Spotless faces buried on the walking sticks
Sitting at home, waiting for the piece to fit
Stayin' in, go out and get it
I don't want no
I don't want no part of it
Yeah, and I don't want no part of this
Give me a second, a moment so I can procrastinate
Everyone shut up
Shit, I'm wasting it all
I'm wasting away
My skin is the product of wasting my days
I'll never get up
I'm not numb to my ways
Maybe then I'll be better
Maybe then
I won't ever feel this way again
Maybe someone good will finally want to be my friend
Maybe then I'll see my own reflection
I just want to be a better me
I just want to be a better me
They're why I take the steps forward
I hope I never look back
I hope I never look back
Is it all better?
On the bright side
On the wrong side
Of your own life
I can't believe what I've never seen
I can never hear, what I mean
Is it all better?
Are we insignificant?
Are we insignificant?
Sitting at home, waiting for the piece to fit
Are we insignificant?