good times - miles (before i sleep) | Текст песни

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• good times
• miles (before i sleep)

sitting on the edge of my bed
head in my hands
i think I've missed my chance

hardly a peak,
worse than a plateau
my future is bleak
my morale is weak

smart enough to know
not to judge myself against others
it's hard to ignore
the success of another

as I fight the urge to sleep
the memories of failure I will keep
everyone wants to be different
but I'm not a black sheep

if anything I'm grey,
i gave up yesterday