songs

There's not too much on my mind
Just too much in my hands
In hindsight it all seems so boring

It's not a nervous tendency to feel so left out
It's not a nervous tendency to feel so boring

I'm not out of ideas
Just a bit out of touch
In hindsight I should've already left

I would love to live my life (stress free)
with no concerns of past lives
These days, I worry and I ponder
These days, I forget what paradise looked like
These days, I... these days, I... I want to say sorry