Slippin

Every night spinning wheels my mind is racing
Nevermind all the pills that I've been taking
Product of my generation
Give me the high that I've been chasing
Trying to get it right

Am I getting colder
Time is just slippin through my hands
Cause I'm getting older
Nothing is going as I planned
Every love I've ever lost
Was just another line to cross
For reasons I'm not made to understand
It's time

Slippin through my hands but
I don't wanna say it
I kind of hate it
It's fine, it's time
Just slippin through my hands
I don't wanna face it
I kind of hate it
But it's fine, it's time

I let go of this chronic expectation
Never know if it's progress i've been making
Wish I could see where I've been going
I wanna keep collecting moments
Build a silver lining