Over It

The sun has set and it's bedtime again
But I can't get away from myself
Time is slowly running out
(I'm aware)
And I think I might need some help

And once more a chance opens the door
But my youth's already wasted anyways
So I'd rather be afraid than bother
(Counting the days)
Whatever is the urgent matter
I know I'll fail anyways

And it makes me wonder
If this will ever be enough
If any solid amount of comfort
Would be able to mend my doubt
To hell have gone all of my reasons
And I think I might've lost touch
Everyday's just about the same
And I've had just about enough

Your eyes look like you've seen it all before
But be careful, do not drown in shallow water
Tell yourself that it's alright
To have just about no rights
Whatever is the urgent matter
You know you're doomed to lose this fight

And it makes me wonder
If this will ever be enough
If any solid amount of comfort
Would be able to mend my doubt
To hell have gone all of my reasons
And I think I might've lost touch
Everyday's just about the same
And I've had just about enough

And it makes me wonder
If this will ever be enough
If any solid amount of comfort
Would be able to mend my doubt
To hell have gone all of my reasons
And I think I might've lost touch
Everyday's just about the same
And I've had just about enough