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