Rotting Roots: Never Finding Neverland


Time is running, the years pass by
Before I get a time to look it all fades away from my sight.
Make a plan for the rest of my life
They expect me to decide but I don't know, I'm just a child.

I'm getting older all the time, who could stop it?
It's hard to think about the end, I just got started
They keep saying I should learn responsibility,
yet being grown up is out of my ability.
And I just did say hello,
now you're hanging up the phone
It's over before you know
Where the hell did all the time go?

How long we exactly hang around?
Life, that funny thing that happened on my way to underground.
There must be something I haven't found
What I do after 10 years is reaction of what I do now.

And it's so wrong I have no masterplan
Confusion and unknowledge are filling my hands
So much orders and rules for limit up how to live
A detailed mold of what I supposed to be.
And I just did say hi
and you disappear from my life
If I just had more time
I could know what thing is right,
but I don't.