The Waiting Line

Do you ever worry that time might slip away
Wading through the bullshit in the head?
I’m not the same
She’s a little down
Flat on our medicated mattress sounding out
Don’t waste your time
Wasting my time
Forever in the waiting line
Do you ever worry that time might slip away
Listening to the same old fucking tune?
Well you’re the lucky one
Sat rotting uncomfortably
Feeling nothing
Staring blankly at a screen
Wasting my time
Wasting my time
Wasting my time
Wasting my time
Forever, in the waiting line
In the waiting line
In the waiting line