What to Do - Love-Sadkid, Dingus

I got way too much time on my hands

Like a clock on my wrist

There’s a watch on my wrist (tick tock, tick tock)

And I’ll just use the alarm to tell me when it’s time to go

And see the love of my life, she’ll make me happy for sure

She’s something else

What’s the point lately?

I could rap about my daydreams

Tell you you’re as vibrant as the daisies

Say that I view you more beautiful than what they see

Kinda crazy that it feels like I’ve been faking

I’ve been working on my letting go

And go wild when they’ll listen to me speak

On the metronome (timed tongue clicking)

All the colors of my day been bleached

Not a second goes by where I never don’t think

That things should be different for me

Whoopee, there goes the greenscreen

See here, I’ll speak clear, the window to my soul is opaque

The music isn’t open in my heart, It’s the happy I fake

I feel like those two masked guys you see

For a drama on the plaque

Insert laughter (hah)

This song would be on the radio

If it weren’t for the bad words (FUCK!)

There it goes, no one talks to me, prolly

'Cause I’m awful

My discography is a lot of things

I’ve been feeling

Way

Too

Down on my luck

Feel like I don’t really care, if I did I’d be scared

Am I really prepared?

School wasn’t the route now music’s all I got

And I now struggle to write songs

That make me feel like I’m a pop

Hell, I’d even switch to Country if it made a buck (yeehaw)

Wait stop

Are you still here?

Listen to me drone about the things that make you steer (skrrt) clear

Guess I could probably sing to keep it entertaining

Well I guess every little thing’s got something I should smile about

And all my friends try to remind me I’m not by myself

It’s hopeless

I sit in my room, in the dark, with my eyes closed

I can never sleep but I daydream 'bout dreaming

I wish that I can fight me so I can fight my demons

See ya