Testo Waiting At Best

The only guaranteed thing is ignorance,
Just a kid with no path in life.
In a world that's searching for substance,
Stuck in the stalemate 9-5.
Waiting for a "better life" to take hold of me
Maybe thing will never change,
Up to my neck and sinking fast.
I'm feeling alone, but it's better this way. At least I have nothing to lose and everything to gain.
What am I losing by taking it all away?
Confused and weary, up to my neck.
Who the fuck even cares, standing in an endless line?
This stands for everything that I hate,
Losing all hope for the world around me.
Finding out that this is just status quo,
I can't believe my own blind eyes to the ignorance.