golden years
Christian French
I can't ever get some rest
Staring at my ceiling, thinking 'bout the weight that's on my chest
I'm always worried 'bout what's next
I think I forgot
How to live in present tense
Yeah, I'm supposed to be
In the prime of my life
But all I can see
Are the demons I fight
Try to believe
That there's a silver lining
I can't find it
I don't wanna be
Spending all my golden years
Climbin' all the way to the top
So how the hell'd I wind up here
Tryna be somebody I'm not
Used to be a lot less jaded
Now I'm lost, and all frustrated
Trading happiness for tears
And all my golden years
I should be a mile ahead by now
(Somewhere better)
But I'm burning all my daylight wondering how
I can get there
I know I shouldn't count all of my days under the Sun
But I don't wanna blink and then I wake up and it's gone
And never really got to be the person that I want to be
Oh, I'm supposed to feel
Like I'm living it right
Is it all in my head?
Am I wasting my time?
Try to believe
That there's a silver lining
I can't find it
I don't wanna be
Spending all my golden years
Climbin' all the way to the top
So how the hell'd I wind up here
Tryna be somebody I'm not
Used to be a lot less jaded
Now I'm lost, and all frustrated
Trading happiness for tears
And all my golden years
Oh
And all my golden years
Oh
I don't wanna be
Spending all my golden years
Climbin' all the way to the top
So how the hell'd I wind up here
Tryna be somebody I'm not
Used to be a lot less jaded
Now I'm lost, and all frustrated
Trading happiness for tears
And all my golden years