What's the point of never knowing at all?
When every step I take is always too small.
Maybe it's just something I can't admit,
But lately I feel like I don't give a shit.
Motivation such an aggravation
Accusations don't know how to take them
Inspiration getting hard to fake it
Concentration never hard to break it
Situation never what you want it to be
What's the point of never making mistakes
Self-indulgence's such a hard habit to break
It's all just a waste of time in the end
Don't care, so why should I even pretend?
Never what you want it to be,
Never what you want it to be