Wanna Go Back

(Verse 1)
Where did all the time go?
Everytime I try to think about it, I just end up going round in circles
Feel like a psycho
All my homies went off to college, writing down important shit in their journals
It’s just a cycle
I graduated 3 years ago and haven’t done anything with my diploma
Stuck in denial
I had aspirations, hopes, and dreams of what I wanted to do before Corona
I miss the days when I’d wake up in the morning, be excited for the day
Nowadays I feel like everything in life’s getting in my way
Everyone tells me that they’re feeling what I say
But I feel like if we weren’t homies they wouldn’t think to press play
My room is a mess, I haven’t showered in days
Ask my parents to listen to my shit they think it’s a phase
I just feel like I’m going insane in the membrane
24 hours a day, staring at my two displays

(Hook)
I wanna go back
To the good old days
Way back when I didn’t care about
Getting plays or getting praise
I wanna go back
To the good old days
Way back when I didn’t care about
Getting plays or getting praise

(Verse 2)
I get a giant check and I just order DoorDash
My mom tells me that I’m just wasting my cash
I feel like at the end of the day it’s my stash
She feels like I might as well just throw my card in the trash
You really think I like this? Living this life
Just a mere week ago I had to throw away my pocket knife
I don’t like living with these intrusive thoughts in my head
But I guess I’d rather be suffering alive than dead
Constant fights with family about how I should look for a job
They say it’s not healthy to be your own boss
They say I’m stuck up, a suck up, I’m a snob
Every day I go into my pillow and sob
I’m not always super honest like this but I feel it really helps
This is the only form of venting that helps myself

(Hook)
I wanna go back
To the good old days
Way back when I didn’t care about
Getting plays or getting praise