I know this is not the place where I should be,
And steps to change it are too far out of reach.
The things I’ve noticed, at least it seems to me,
That faking progress is hollow as it seems.
Wasting time is wasting away
For no one ever stays.
I’m changing channels when nothing else is on.
The time is passing, but it’s been far too long.
It’s so familiar, the taste of victory.
If I am dreaming, then let me stay asleep.
Wasting time is wasting away
For no one ever stays.