What's Wrong with Me? - We Are The Union

It’s just waking up

At eleven o’clock in the morning

It’s every bill piled underneath

A compact disc bought ironically

It’s that sinking feeling

The constant uncertainty

Burnt out eyes and wonder-whys

Apathy and «dead inside»

I’m just trying to explain

Why nothing feels that good to me

Can’t escape the way I feel

Why do I keep

Running away when life gets real?

What’s wrong with me?

It’s just waking up

At three in the afternoon

Short on time and short on rent

Haunted by your future death

It’s the constant nausea

The «never good enough»

It’s staying up all fucking night

To watch bad sitcoms that you don’t like

I’m just trying to explain

Why nothing feels that good to me

Can’t escape the way I feel

Why do I keep

Running away when life gets real?

What’s wrong with me?

I’ll always be unsatisfied

I’ll always be one step behind

Tired lungs exhale, reset the mind

It’s when you realize

You’ll never get used to it

You just have to live with it and get by

I’m just trying to explain

Why nothing feels that good to me

Can’t escape the way I feel

Why do I keep

Running away when life gets real?

What’s wrong with me?

Can’t escape the way I feel

Why do I keep

Running away when life gets real?

What’s wrong with me?