Become

Coffee's cold sitting on my windowsill These icy lungs filling up with smoke Flannel jacket up against the door Looking for a reason to stay some more Tigers eye wrapped around my wrist Slowly sinking in the quicksand nipping at my shoes This eternal bruise It goes on And on Cause all we talk about is money and our jobs It's funny how we slip so far back When we dreamed of being something It's a far cry from where we're going Now we daydream all those memories of signing payments Now we're signing away our souls And I don't know what we've become We're so young Another week, another paycheck to my name Can't be present, too tired to stay awake Everything's become a numbers game And I'm sick of everybody shutting down the things I have to say Holding my head up with all that I have But these cracks, they just won't disappear Can't complain, it's irrelevant It comes off like I'm trying to be the centre of it all Cause all we talk about is money and our jobs It's funny how we slip so far back When we dreamed of being something It's a far cry from where we're going Now we daydream all those memories of signing payments Now we're signing away our souls And I don't know what we've become We're so young The summers are going dim Do we know what's happening I guess we're afraid of getting old All that we've known has become cold Cause all we talk about is money and our jobs It's funny how we slip so far back When we dreamed of being something It's a far cry from where we're going Now we daydream all those memories of signing payments Now we're signing away our souls And I don't know what we've become We're so young We're so young