Impatient

Always running on cheap caffeine
I don’t do books only magazines
My garden smells like gasoline
On the bus I dream of limousines
I’m feeling so far behind my mind
Picking fights with attention and passing time
Every hour that’s wasted should be a crime
Before I catch up feels like I rewind
If the clock stops now then I am in trouble
I can’t slow down when my mind’s in double time
Feels like everything I do
Is taking place in a waiting room
On occasion
I can be impatient
On occasion
I can be impatient
On occasion
I can be impatient
Every minute second passing by
Stressing, pressing me to realize
Good things come to those who wait
Well, maybe that explains
Why I can’t keep anything nice
I’m feeling so far behind my mind
Picking fights with attention and passing time
Every hour that’s wasted should be a crime
Before I catch up feels like I rewind
If the clock stops now then I am in trouble
I can’t slow down when my mind’s in double time
Feels like everything I do
Is taking place in a waiting room
On occasion
I can be impatient
On occasion
I can be impatient
On occasion
I can be impatient
On occasion
I can be impatient
On occasion
I can be impatient
I can be impatient
If the clock stops now then I am in trouble
I can’t slow down when my mind’s in double time
Feels like everything I do
Is taking place in a waiting room
On occasion
I can be impatient