What’s the difference of never knowing at all?
When every step I take is always too small.
Maybe it’s just something I can’t admit but lately,
I feel like I don’t give a shit.
Motivation such an aggravation,
Accusations don’t know how to take them.
Inspiration’s getting hard to fake it.
Concentration’s never hard to brake it.
Situation never what you want it to be.
What’s the point of never making mistakes?
Self-indulgence is such a hard habit to brake.
It’s all just a waste of time in the end.
I don’t care so why should I even pretend.
Motivation such an aggravation,
Accusations don’t know how to take them.
Inspiration’s getting hard to fake it.
Concentration’s never hard to brake it.
Situation never what you want it.
Nothing’s new, everything’s the same.
It keeps on dragging me down, it’s getting kind of lame.
