Текст песни BETTER DAYS

One, two, three, four Whoo, well Stressed myself awake, it's too bad I'm dead in the moment Static in my brain, I'm lacking the patience to focus All of my effort goes into putting in effort and I think It's too much pressure, it's too much pressure Waiting for better days, better days, 'cause I don't feel like myself Wishing the chemicals in my brain would take me anywhere else Can't find the right thing to say without me asking for help Waiting for better days, better days, better days, better days Achoo Hahahaha Wasting my time, think I'll wake up and be fine Digging through all this dirt lookin' for something alive I can't be responsible, maybe I'll stay in my hole It's too much pressure, it's too much pressure Waiting for better days, better days, 'cause I don't feel like myself Wishing the chemicals in my brain would take me anywhere else Can't find the right thing to say without me asking for help Waiting for better days, better days, better days, better days I'm still wide awake, it's seven P.M. in the morning Can't fucking tape this mess back together, it's broken Too little, too late, it's seven P.M. in the morning Can't fucking tape this mess back Waiting for better days, better days, 'cause I don't feel like myself Wishing the chemicals in my brain would take me anywhere else Can't find the right thing to say without me asking for help Waiting for better days, better days, better days, better days Better days, better days, 'cause I don't feel like myself Wishing the chemicals in my brain would take me anywhere else Can't find the right thing to say without me asking for help Waiting for better days, better days, better days, better days