K.Flay - Waiting | Текст песни

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Waiting on a corner for a cab that never comes
So I end up walking twenty blocks, scuffing up my dunks
And I'm pissed off, just bought those sneakers yesterday
Life is rarely fair's what you better say
Pop into a restaurant, I'm waiting for a drink
To take the edge off of what I think
Time moving slow, sense my cells dividing
And I might be the saddest girl alive
But I might not, you decide
So now I'm waiting on a judgment from a stranger
I've addressed in a song that I wrote in a basement I've been sitting in far too long
And the fear is adjacent to the calm
Complacent for the moment but soon crying out for my mom
Waiting for the bomb to tick, the grenade to blow
Never know when the pin gets pulled
That's why I'm laying low
Oughta get a grip, they keep on sayin so
Feet are floating all around, looking for a place to go

Waiting on a quiz that I took in U.S. History
True or false: life is just an exercise in misery
Attempting to discern what this noise is about
The reaper's waiting for my heart to fizzle out
It seems like everybody's eyes locked on a timepiece
Blinded by the rat race, cutthroat, nice jeans
Dazzled by the bright lights, fake junk, sightseeing
Caught up in a smoke haze, bloodshot, visine
Waiting for my roommates to wake up
Waiting to eat some breakfast cause I'm hungover as fuck
All I got's myself to blame I guess
When I'm asleep's the only time that I'm not depressed
So I'm waiting on a pillow, praying for some sheets
Dodging my own demons I abscond deep in my dreams
It's difficult to say which hurts the most
Wandering or doing it alone
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