Testo Lemon Drop

I am a failure
It’s self-diagnosed
Never made it
But damn I came close

Now I’m aimlessly roaming this [?] like a ghost
I hated this life but I’ll fix it in post
I think the most hopeless [?]
Racing headfirst down a rough mental decline
Grieving the death of these daydreams of mine
Racing headfirst down a rough mental decline
Grieving the death of these daydreams of mine
Mourning the wastefullness of my time
Hating myself but pretending it’s fine

Practicing patience is something that I hate
I want it all and I won’t wait
Cursed with ideas and no will to create
Learn to be something
Afraid it’s too late

It’s too late
Now I’m aimlessly roaming this [?] like a ghost
I hated this life but I’ll fix it in post
I think the most hopeless [?]
Realizing nothing will ever be the same
How much disappointment can one life contain?
Desperately searching for someone to blame
Time is a demon, I spit right in it’s face
Future wide open, I’ve canceled my plans
Let my ambitions slip right through my hands

Practicing patience is something that I hate
I want it all and I won’t wait
Cursed with ideas and no will to create
Learn to be something
Afraid it’s too late

Drowning myself in this sinking feeling
[?] and shattered the ceiling
Turning back, I’m facing facts
I know that

I am a failure
It’s self-diagnosed
Never made it
But damn I came close

Now I’m aimlessly roaming this [?] like a ghost
I hated this life but I’ll fix it in post
I am a failure
It’s self-diagnosed
I think the most hopeless [?]