Wild Once - Everything In The World Is Being Thrown Away

Am I supposed to feel anything
I thought that's what we'd do
You were scared to death of being alone
Now I guess I chose that too
Streaming curated television
I'm wondering who's fooling who
Wondering which conspiracy theories
Are rooted in some truth

Halfway through summer
The days are getting shorter
Halfway through life
We've got a crisis on our hands

I've got a resolution
Spare some change
Fight the institution
It's not a revolution
Always worrying about myself

But we're halfway through summer
And the days are getting shorter
Halfway through life
We've got a crisis on our hands
Halfway through my excuse it's clear
I've made the same mistake again
I've made the same mistake again

At a funeral for my conscience
She called me damaged goods
Is patience no longer a virtue
Do we hold on longer than we should

If you know it's just a moment
Can you let yourself have that moment
You won't flinch as it passes by
Then long for it next year at this time
I know it's just a moment
Perfect by no means
It's late time to leave
Should we stay

Written by:
Thomas Mayer

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Wild Once

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