Letras Failed Perfectionist - Hobbes, Philip

Failed Perfectionist

I’m right here, I’ll meet myself now o' clock
Check in cuz, I know we don’t talk a lot
I know we don’t talk a lot
I know we don’t talk a lot
Don’t leave your soul out to rot
Sometimes you’ve just gotta put your jeans on
And then be thankful you could get that done
Don’t be ashamed you’re not doing well
You’ll see your old self in the mirror soon (It's true)
There’s no need to get mad
The devil will try that
But you can stand right up
Just to fall back
On your cold ass
I guess you’ll eat lunch right there
Who cares
I’m right here, I’ll meet myself now o' clock
Check in cuz, I know we don’t talk a lot
I know we don’t talk a lot
I know we don’t talk a lot
Don’t leav your soul out to rot
Take today on a plate, eat it up don’t b late
Tomorrow won’t wait
I’ve got things to do, Some things I need to
Accept that I hate, and keep up the pace
I’m just trying to eat three meals a day on time
I’m just tryna take
A walk in the morning
Maybe someday I’ll see you
And we can hold hands like we used to
Walk around campus it used to be
Such a lively time
Now every time I sleep
It’s like I never knew you
That’s the worst of it all
Got attached, now we fall asleep (No one’s there for)
I’m right here, I’ll meet myself now o' clock
Check in cuz, I know we don’t talk a lot
I know we don’t talk a lot
I know we don’t talk a lot
Don’t leave your soul out to rot