There’s too much drama these days
Too much drama and too much nothing
Empty days and hollow weeks
Make for useless years
When you know what you want
But you just can’t reach out your hand to take it
And I wanna be on a stage
Singing my heart out with the world as the pages of my diary
And I say it’ll be someday
But what if I want someday to start tomorrow?
There’s too much worthlessness in my way
I prefer the kind of emptiness that has potential
The kind you can fill up
Not this artless routine.
I don’t wanna go to work
I don’t wanna go to school
I wanna be yours, that’s all
Let’s lay in bed all day
Indulging in that beautiful nothingess
We do so well, cause
We’re gonna get out of here, baby.
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