F.O.M.O.

Fall asleep when the sun wakes up
Couldn't tell you what I was thinking of

I've got a fear of missing out and I'm not
Counting on what I think's up above

Damn how these 4 walls keep me in
I didn't leave my room today
Cuz I could think of a thousand ways I could go
I'd rather be inside stoned and alone
No one needs to know so I keep my head and phone on airplane mode

Learning the same lessons
I'm always second guessing
You'd think with all the thinking I'd have
An inkling or suspicion of what I'm doing wrong
But I'm still out on my ass smoking pack after pack
How long will I last
Waiting for things that ain't come to pass

Hypocrites die old
Except the ones that just don't
I guess that beats the odds of being good and dying young
Looking for the black and white when
Everything's a different shade of gray
Lord don't take me til I do what I need to

Falling out over my own head again
Feel malaise in all my sins
They say its easier to go than to get left behind
But I sure as hell ain't satisfied with my life I've been living by

Neck deep I'm drowning
Head first I'm falling
Scaring my friends with the mindset I've been in

The thought of burying my parents sure as hell does scare me
But the way that I've been living
Gives them better odds of them burying me

Hypocrites die old
Except the ones who just don't
I guess that beats the odds of being good and dying young
Looking for black and white when
Everything's a different shade of gray
Lord don't take me til I do what I need to

Lord don't take me til I do what I need to

I wonder how long it will take to know my guard is up (God)
Rushing to do nothing while I'm trying not to waste away