NOAHFINNCE - BETTER DAYS lyrics

Noah Finn Adams

[NOAHFINNCE - BETTER DAYS lyrics]

One, two, three, four whoo, well

Stressed myself awake
It's too bad I'm dead in the moment
Static in my brain
I'm lacking the patience to focus
All of my effort goes into putting
In effort and I think
It's too much pressure
It's too much pressure

Waiting for better days, better days
'cause I don't feel like myself
Wishing the chemicals in my brain
Would take me anywhere else
Can't find the right thing to say
Without me asking for help
Waiting for better days, better
Days, better days, Better days

Wasting my time
Think I'll wake up and be fine
Digging through all this dirt
Lookin' for something alive
I can't be responsible
Maybe I'll stay in my hole
It's too much pressure
It's too much pressure

Waiting for better days, better days
'cause I don't feel like myself
Wishing the chemicals in my brain
Would take me anywhere else
Can't find the right thing to say
Without me asking for help
Waiting for better days, better
Days, better days, Better days

I'm still wide awake
It's seven pm in the morning
Can't fucking tape this mess back together
It's broken too little, too late
It's seven pm in the morning
Can't fucking tape this mess back

Waiting for better days, better days
'cause I don't feel like myself
Wishing the chemicals in my brain
Would take me anywhere else
Can't find the right thing to say
Without me asking for help
Waiting for better days, better
Days, better days, Better days
Better days, better days
'cause I don't feel like myself
Wishing the chemicals in my brain
Would take me anywhere else
Can't find the right thing to say
Without me asking for help
Waiting for better days, better
Days, better days, Better days

Hahaha well, that's the kick drum
Yeah, you got it

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