quarter-life crisis Lyrics

Here's a little secret

Don't know what I'm doing

I got no direction

But my wheels keep moving

Should I take the safe route

Become a teacher?

Should I call my mom now

or call my dealer?

Pretend that I'm fine

With my shit figured out

As I stare at this compass

That's spinning around

So sick of feeling lost

Wandering

Wandering

Wandering this aimless road

Wondering

Wondering

Which direction I should go?

Woke up and I don't know where the time went

Is this how I really want my life spent?

Don't mind me

Just another day

In my quarter-life crisis

Still a kid living in a man's body

Ditching hobbies and fucking up my laundry

Feels like I'm holding still

On a moving train

Time speeds by

I'm still the same

Everyday of life

Feels pre-ordained

Pretend I don't see

Everyone else succeed

My ambitions

Found dead

On the scene

So sick of feeling lost

Wandering

Wandering

Wandering this aimless road

Wondering

Wondering

Which direction I should go?

Woke up and I don't know where the time went

Is this how I really want my life spent?

Don't mind me

Just another day

The best days

Of our lives

So they say

Left behind

Choose a script

Choose your life

Make it quick

Get it right

Focus on

What you lack

Then you lose

What you have

Focus on

What you have

Then you gain

What you lack

Sick of feeling lost

Wandering

Wandering

Wandering this aimless road

Wondering

Wondering

Which direction I should go?

Woke up and I don't know where the time went

Is this how I really want my life spent?

Don't mind me

It's just another day

In my quarter-life crisis