Kids These Days

It's hard business Getting out of bed when you feel like this It's past worth it And it's picking at the seams telling me what I want more I once had a dream To tell me that I'm I'm swimming but I'm four strokes past the bearing I've been And this ocean keeps pushing me out with the tide I feel my cracks as they divide Sold short and anguished All the work worthwhile succumbed to a battle hardly won Bloodshot and spaced out You'll never listen never learn Only teach me what I'll spurn I once had dream Passed through voids and parsed through numbers Can someone tell me where I begin? I'm swimming but I'm four strokes past the bearing I've been And this ocean keeps pushing me out with the tide I feel my cracks as they divide