What'll it be?
What does your future hold?
Where does it start?
What's your plan?
Where do you see yourself five years from now?
Can you see this through to the end?
Cannot find my way
Oh my god, I haven't lived at all
Oh my god, I haven't worked hard enough
The force of the earth spinning will tear me apart
The weight of existing is guiding my hands
Cannot find my way
Some people say
That your brain
Stops growing once you're twenty-five
Oh well, that's fine
Just something else to keep in mind
I don't know why
It hurts
Being and moving through time
One thing's for sure
It feels
Empty when you're not with me