After The Fashion
Fast Food Future
A thousand wasted thoughts All have come to naught The dreams have all been traded For the chances that we missed Just another story for the Thrity second novelist
Chorus: How can I succeed When I can never believe
But how [the fuck] can I believe When I all around me I see what I'll never be It scares me when it feels like I could die And I wouldn't miss a thing It scares me when I can see myself Never amounting to anything Is there a fast food future Waiting in the wings? Chorus
I'm only 17 years old
And I already miss my teenage years What if I've taken things too fast Have I lived up to my fears, stuck inside the past?
A thousand wasted thoughts...
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