Текст песни Waiting to Die - The Grammar Club

Twenty-four hours is too many hours to fill
I could go get a job, but that makes the time seem longer
Where are my options and where are my obligations?
My attention span wilts
Oh, my attention span wilts

I am waiting to die, like my father
In exactly the same way my father did
I am waiting to die, waiting to waiting to die

It's important that I feel important
I am going all night about politics
I am waiting to die, waiting to, waiting to die

Seventy-eight years is too many years to keep still
I try moving forward, but what that entails is a matter of some controversy

So sick of the circle, so sick of centrifugal spinning
I'm repeating myself, oh my attention span wilts

I am waiting to die like my father, in a world for which I was just not designed
I am waiting to die, waiting to, waiting to die

I eat cheese sticks and smoke marijuana
I need amphetamines to feel anything
I am waiting to die. Waiting to, waiting to die

Well, they say pick yourself up when you're living at the bottom
If I could do that I don't think that I would have this problem
At least the calendar's getting thinner
Crushed black pepper on your microwave dinner
When not distracted by hunger
Every ideas just a one hit wonder
Each thought on the can just a flash in the pan
Wanna change the world but I don't think I can
Be a cynic cause I know it's not me
Feel it still burn till the tanks on empty
Punish my body what I put inside me
Daring the devil, you know where to find me
Could it get worse? I bet we'll find out
This a bad patch? Or is this my life now?
Pine for the life that we can't afford
And in the meantime, I'm so damn bored
Big deal in another wheel. Hey!
Alright, I'll be back tomorrow
Big day in another landfill
My head with an endless sorrow
Waiting to die, waiting to waiting to die

I eat cheese sticks and smoke marijuana
I need amphetamines to feel anything
I am waiting to die. Waiting to, waiting to die

I'm waiting to die and I don't know if things will improve
I'm waiting to die and the clock on the wall doesn't move
I'm waiting to die and it's all just a matter of time
I'm waiting to die. As the walls burn, I say "this is fine"