Third Culture Kid

Riding on a wave of lazy mornings

Turning to a slower lane

Well, nothing could be done to stop this constant change

I know how to lose

Don't know all of the rules

Poker is for winners

Think that I'd just lose my cool

Never got a real job

Feeling like a lost cause

Everyone is staring

Looks like I dropped the ball

Riding on a wave of lazy mornings

Turning to a slower lane

Cause nothing could be done to stop this constant change

Got an ego to feed

Flowers stuck in your teeth

Feeling high and mighty

Maybe I'm just half asleep

Hey third culture kid

Your feet are starting to bleed

Take a moment, honey

Lose that weight, you'll gain some speed

Riding on a wave of lazy mornings

Turning to a slower lane

Cause nothing could be done to stop this constant change

Riding on a wave of lazy mornings

Turning to a slower lane

Cause nothing could be done to stop this constant change