I'm running out of
time to argue
when no one's listening
I'm going blank
but something's missing
Still playing this game
I'm still not winning
Still fucking up
and still complaining
I'm sick of waiting
It's always changing
I'm still complaining
You're always changing now
But I'm running out of time
And no one cares about my life
Is it such a crime
that no one cares about my life
I'm feeling left
out of choices
Inside I'm saying
I really need you
but you're delaying
I need to know what
you're really thinking
Am I obsessed
or slightly clinging
I'm feeling worn out
and hesitating
From drinking beer
and masturbating
Puta imunda