Wasting Time
When you're young
You go out and hang
With all the guys and girls
Your place is saved
Just expected to be seen
Is it wrong to
Stay instead?
To lay in bed and wish
You had that kind of life
To be expected
All alone
While the youth roam
The streets
The lines on my face
Have yet to come
I force myself
To pick the phone up
And have a little fun
Then cancel from
Unexplained fear
Help me speak
Help me speak
Hear me out
Help me speak
Help me speak
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