When the days feel like years and the years feel like seconds

When you don’t know if it’s the future or the past or the present

When time flies by with a skip and a hop

Sometimes I wish the world would just fucking stop

Why and how did I turn 18?

There’s the past and the future I’m just stuck in between

Too young to be good, too old to be seen

The older I get the more the world gets mean

And I’m not sure what it was you just heard

30-some minutes of fucked up words

30-some minutes of me being absurd

But there’s a lifetime stuck in my head unheard

And I’ve always been scared of writing something serious

I hide behind comedy and call myself a lyricist

I swear it’s there somewhere deep beneath the edginess

Maybe it’s that time I find my home you call me Odysseus

Fin