Sick of wishing on the lottery
Spinning the slots to get all hearts aligned
I know there's a winner inside of me
It's just a chance, a moment, an opportunity
That I'm searching and trying to find
How sharp do I need my skills
When I've worked on them everyday?
Push my mind and my body to their limits
Just to stumble and try find my way?
From school, to uni, to career
I thought by now things would have been more clear
I know with you, I'll be a millionaire
When I turn 25 this year (ah)
Pushing through the shit
Grey clouds and dissillusion
Numbing my soul with media clutter
Brain fog and moral confusion
Never been the people's champion
That's why I have to prove them wrong with each move I make
This path has been dark and lonely though
God how much more is it going to take
For now I'll wake up and keep putting out all of the fires
Because I'm determined to stay off of the toke
But please give me a moment to exhale
I'm ready for a dream, now that I've been woke
Always keeping track of the time
So it doesn't loosen from my grasp
Deadlines, expectations and limited freedoms
Are making it hard for my age to relax
How has nobody yet seen
The 110% I give on a daily
Why is there yet to be a reward
Is it punishment for expectation, then maybe
But if not then what's all of this for?
If it's a process, then at least let me advance?
Because I'm sick of these fucking circles
Stuck in my world, this world still stuck in a trance
25 and I'm scared
Looking for you or any romance
Is it me? Am I off? Or being too picky?
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