Old Goals

My job is fine, I can't complain I have food to eat and shelter from the rain But what gets me out of bed are dreams of where I'd be instead If I had a few more hours in my day I find new ways to put them off Be it school, or work, or lovers now lost But if my math is right, I can muster up that time As long as it's soon because it's running out Some of these goals are getting old And seem to be falling out of reach So I gotta jump and try to catch up before they shatter on the ground And hope that I land safely on my feet My schedule's up and scribed in stone And these double shifts are taking their toll But if I were freed up, you'd find me living in my phone I only visit now My parents can't recall my voice And my friends think they're ignored by choice I'm sorry that there's already such a long list of to-dos But I just added one to call soon Some of these goals are getting old And seem to be falling out of reach So I gotta jump and try to catch up before they shatter on the ground Oh, not this time around, yeah I'm checking 'em off out of order But this list's a little shorter than the one from yesterday I'm checking 'em off out of order But this list's a little shorter than the one from yesterday I'm checking 'em off out of order But this list's a little shorter than the one from yesterday I'm checking 'em off out of order But this list's a little shorter than the one from yesterday Tomorrow's might be a little longer But that's okay But that's okay But that's okay But that's okay (Woo, come on, yeah, uh, uh, woo, are you ready for it?) That's okay (Yeah, come on, uh, yeah, uh, come on)