Pacer Making Plans
“You’re still here?”
“I know i guess I’m stuck,
blaming lack of motivation on my bad luck”
You’ve been around the world in the year that has past
and I’m here like an idiot, nose pressed against the
glass.
Blame work, blame money, blame everyone not me.
It’s taken seeing you again to knock sense into me.
I thought now I’d try to fix my life.
Put my future in my own hands.
I thought now I’d try to fix my life.
Stop making useless resolutions
and start making plans.
At one point
with all of this I was content.
But I’ve got restless, so let’s be reckless again.
You life it can grow stale, lamenting limited means.
Time to make a plan and tear this life apart at the
seams.
There are times when I overcompensate for my lack of
confidence.
This is me helping myself, pulling myself out of my
shell.
I thought now I’d try to fix my life.
Put my future in my own hands.
I thought now I’d try to fix my life.
Stop making useless resolutions
and start making plans.
“You’re still here?”
“I know i guess I’m stuck,
I’m blaming lack of motivation on my bad luck”
You’ve been around the world in the year that has past
and I’m here like an idiot, nose pressed against the
glass.
Blame work, blame money, blame everyone not me.
It’s taken seeing you again to knock sense into me.
I thought now I’d try to fix my life.
Put my future in my own hands.
I thought now I’d try to fix my life.
Stop making useless resolutions
and start making plans.
