With Joe - Twenties

I miss my imagination
Drenched in technicolour hopes and dreams
I was like an 80s movie predicting what life would be like in 2015
Turns out it's the same shit
But now the stakes are higher than they've ever been
The clock is ticking faster and the lists are getting longer
I barely have time to breathe
Is this what life's like in my twenties
Like I've woken up from a fever dream
Only to realise I can't deal with reality and frankly
I'd rather go back to sleep
Is this my life for ten whole years
Freedom without feeling like I'm fucking free
Contradicting thoughts every other second diagnosing my intentions
Pretty certain doubtful questions will end up killing me
Lie to me
Selective stories from their days in the sun
Underwhelming weekend shadow clouding my grasp on the age gap
Why do they wish were young
Aren't these supposed to be my best years,
Make reckless choices, face fears
But how can I let go when I don't know what I want
My feet are bleeding from the pressure
To keep up with every letter
Can we just take a second to stop
Is this what life's like in my twenties
Like I've woken up from a fever dream
Only to realise I can't deal with reality and frankly
I'd rather go back to sleep
Is this my life for ten whole years
Freedom without feeling like I'm fucking free
Contradicting thoughts every other second diagnosing my intentions
Pretty certain doubtful questions will end up killing me
I didn't ask
I didn't ask
I didn't ask for this
Where am I at
Where am I at
Where am I at in this shit
Aren't these the good times
The good times
The good times
Ohhh
One last chance
I didn't ask
I didn't ask
I didn't ask for this
Where am I at
Where am I at
Where am I at in this shit
Aren't these the good times
The good times
The good times
Hahahaha
Fuck me
Is this what life's like in my twenties
Like I've woken up from a fever dream
Only to realise I can't deal with reality and please God
Let me go back to sleep
Is this my life for ten whole years
Freedom without feeling like I'm fucking free
Contradicting thoughts every other second diagnosing my intentions
Pretty certain doubtful questions will end up killing me

Written by:
Joe Wilkinson

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